So yeah, part six is coming out a little lot later than planned, but here’s a great lesson to all the readers out there thinking about doing some flipping of your own. Sometimes winter weather moves in like a deranged uncle, drinking all your beer, taking up all your space in the garage and refusing to even head out for an afternoon so you can get your car properly spruced up without fear of frostbite. Sometimes a deer kamikazes into your “other” car that, despite minimal damage, becomes a bit of an insurance disaster when body shops try to turn $300 repairs into $6000 gravy trains, forcing you to do the work yourself. And then sometimes the Middle East undergoes a pro-democracy revolution, throwing oil markets into turmoil and prompting speculators to push fuel prices higher than Charlie Sheen’s Vegas-debauchery budget. Such activity never fares well for V-8 machines, even when their fuel economy is on par with many popular six-cylinder sedans. Point being, sometimes things don’t always go according to plan. Which is why I still have the big Buick while its FTC replacement—a 1991 Subaru Legacy Sport Sedan turbo I purchased at the end of January—is already gone. Yeah, we seriously have some catching up to do.
