The car we bought at the end of last month just came home. It was at the mechanic’s for the last week, as the clutch wasn’t allowing me to put it in gear. This is a great thing to discover when you’re driving through downtown Atlanta. I was so disgusted with the guy who sold us the car.
The mechanic is a friend’s brother, and he gave us a great deal: we got the clutch and throwback bearing (whatever that might be) replaced, along with the CV joint and the front brakes, for less than another shop’s low-end estimate for the clutch alone. We had to go about 20 miles to pick it up, and 20 miles seems so much farther in the city than in the country, but it was worth that small effort. I am amazed at how easy it is to shift now, and the gears seem miles apart, rather than the shallow mess before.
The best part? He fixed the CD player, and quite probably the A/C as well, without even mentioning it to us. (Yeah, the car had some issues.)