I bought a used Pinto and at first thought it was the best thing! My cousin sold it to me telling me it was a great car in fantastic shape. It was great for a couple of weeks but then decided to take it back to college which was 3 hours away. The car made it halfway back and then died on me on a stretch of highway that is not heavily traveled. Now this was before the days of cellphones so I was not happy. I waited for about 30 minutes to see if anyone would come alone and no one stopped to help. I then got out and walked for about 5 miles to the next exit. Thankfully I had sneakers on and the weather was not miserable. I got to a gas station and tried to call home but no answered as knew my mother was taking a nap and turned the phone off when she did. I then called my sister who was not at home. Lastly I called my married brother who asked me what I did to cause this problem. It just cut down in speed and died out. He sounded aggravated but agreed to come and help. I stayed at the gas station with many staring at me and bored out of my wits. My brother arrived 90 minutes later and took me to the car. He tried to start it and fiddled around in the engine without any progress. He then gave me a look, told me to get back into his car and we went to the gas station again. He asked the man there about towing it home and it was expensive so called another station. It was towed back home and I paid a lot for it. Well it ended up being the battery and then after inspecting it the muffler needed work. There went a good portion of my savings. Three days later went back to college successfully this time. After being there a week another problem happened. The carburetor decided to die and it went into the shop. That happened while trying to start it in a major snow storm on campus. Had to leave it there and walk home a mile to my apartment. After paying for that I called my cousin who sold me this car and started screaming at him. He told me he sold it as is and that is how it goes. So much for family caring.
Things went okay for about a month and thought well maybe the worst is over and things will go smoothly with this car now. Of course I was wrong. I went to start the car and it made a noise but didn’t turn over. I waited and tried again but wanted to avoid flooding it. I asked a friend who knew cars and he said it sounded like the starter. I then called for a tow to the local garage that I was told was reasonable. They towed and looked at it and told me it was the starter. They fixed it but do recall it was not reasonable. It then seemed to be going through a lot of oil and was told it was probably burning oil and afraid to ask how much this would cost. I went to a different garage who talked about head gaskets and shook their heads at me. I was told this was money and certainly did not have this. Asked them if this has been going on for awhile and they said yes. So… off to call my cousin again who admitted he had been told this and told him I wanted him to pay for this or would call my aunt and uncle and tell them what he did. He sent the money they quoted to me and had it fixed.
The car did well for 6 months but then the summer came and it liked to overheat. I had to stop many times to cool it off. Had to replace the radiator finally. That summer I decided after owing it for almost 1 year it was time to get rid of it. I was able to get some money for it as a trade in for a Mazda 626. That car was a dream and was so grateful for it.