A wise man once told me that everyone is allowed five minutes of stupidity a day. Wisdom is knowing when you have reached your quota. Allow me to share a story of my five minutes of stupidity, how I became wiser through the experience, and how the experience only added kerosene to my fiery hatred of the State.
Several weeks ago I purchased a used 1994 Camry V6 with less than 90,000 miles for $3,000. I purchased it without a warranty and the sale was final. I could not return the car if I found that it needed major work. At this point some of you are saying that this is already a bad deal, but don't get ahead. Some details might help explain my thinking. I was looking for another car with more power than my Corolla. I wanted to pay cash and had budgeted $6,000 for a car. I was looking at Honda Accords, Nissan Maximas, and Toyota Camrys, all with V6 engines, and I wanted to find one with less than 100,000 miles. It is really hard to find any of these cars for under $6,000 and under 100,000 miles. They hold their value very well. When I found the Camry, I knew someone else would get it. So I went to the dealership for a test drive.
The ride was very smooth. The car had some aesthetic problems, but Maaco could take care of these.1 But after driving the car for about fifteen minutes I noticed the car smoked upon accelerating from a stop. When I got back to the dealer and told him about the problem, he said it was water vapor. I called my dad and he said white smoke was also a sign of water vapor so the dealer's explanation was plausible. My instincts, however, said to me that the smoke was not water vapor. And this is where my five minutes of stupidity begin.
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