My Car

I purchased my car in April for slightly under what Kelly Blue Book recommended. Sure, it's ten years old, but I thought it was a good deal-  it's sporty, spacious and gets decent gas mileage. Most importantly, it was going to get me from MA to IN to SPFL.

Well, it did. And, don't worry, it still runs... for now. 2 weeks ago it broke down and I took it to sears to get fixed. The battery was dead and the starter was broken. They fixed for the modest sum of... one paycheck. ouch. It came back from Sears with a check engine light that wasn't on before it went to Sears (now, in all fairness, the engine wasn't even running when it actually arrived at Sears, so I suppose it was improved). It turns out there's something wrong with the ignition. Hot.

Hot is right. Well, the AC has never worked since I got the vehicle. Of course, I didn't notice during Spring in Massachusetts. But I noticed pretty soon after I'd crossed the Mason-Dixon Line on my way down to Oh-So-Sunny St. Pete. I've been getting by just fine with the vent and the windows down. A  little sweat never hurt anyone (well, except when it does). But today my AC/Heater controls started smoking on my way home from work today. Needless to say, I was a little confused about why there was smoke coming from my dashboard console area. So, since I couldn't pull over in the traffic, I turned off the radio and fan. After I turned off the fan, the smoking stopped and so did any hope of getting air in my car during a rainstorm. The air controls are now completely functionless. 

I mean, it's an old car, I guess this stuff happens. But, really, smoke? Yikes.