$600.
I’m going to be selling my kids at the side of the road if this keeps up. The fixer upper dude is mortified that he didn’t catch it previously and is charging me cost for the parts plus about $100 labour. Ziva should be ready tonight.
I have now spent three times as much on the car to insure it and get it running than I did to purchase it. Love is an expensive proposition, but obsession – that’s just plain crazy.
