A website for the non-car mechanics among us
My '99 Volkswagen Cabrio is like an expensive mistress -- desirable and easy on the eye but expensive to keep. I know my greedy dealer's mechanics rub their hands every time it comes into the shop -- they jokingly call it "Hitler's Revenge."
Everything under the hood is run by a computer that breaks down as regularly as a needy junkie. I can't help but also wonder if being a woman who knows jack about cars also compels them to hike the price and say things like "It's too complicated to explain, but the solution we recommend is worth every penny." Sure, like when the "Check Engine" light came on the day AFTER I got my car out of the shop.
