Baby, You Can Buy My Car…
That’s right, I’m using my blog to sell a car. The wife and I have a new one, a newer version of the same model, actually, so we’ve got this extra car just lying around and we want it gone. Kelly Blue Book puts the value of this 1997 Pontiac Grand Prix at a grand, so that’s our initial asking price. I will freely admit that it has its quirks, though, so if you feel like it’s worth less, well, I’m open to a little haggling.
Of course, the question I’ve gotten is, “Why sell it at all? You finally have a second car to drive around during the day!” Well, yeah, but truth be told I have actually had to force myself to drive it. Here is this machine lurking in the driveway, ready at my beck and call to whisk me away to whereever I need to go, and I still walk. I still bike. I have almost taken the bus, but I had to stop myself and take the car instead. Why pay for the bus fare when I’m already paying for the insurance and upkeep on a car?
So that’s the postition I’m in. I have had a car available to me for nearly a month now, and I really haven’t had much of any need to use it. Just today I purposely went to a pharmacy in Minneapolis instead of the one four blocks from my house just as an excuse to use the car. Well, that and I definitely don’t want it to meet the same fate as the old Lumina, my previous vehicle that had a slow, painful death sitting unused in the driveway. If someone you know has a spare thousand dollars and is in need of a car, send them my way. I’ve just grown so accustomed to not having a car that I really don’t know what to do with this thing.
I’m serious. E-mail me. And here’s more pictures:
