You might recall that I was selling my car a few months back...Well, after weeks on craigslist and slowly lowering my asking price I finally sold it a month ago—and for the same price I cursed and mocked that guy for after all. It just took me another six weeks to accept that nobody's willing to pay for a nice car in Asheville—but they're perfectly willing to jack people up for any old diesels (to convert to bio) and for Subarus.
Seriously. Every third car in Asheville is a Subaru. New...from the 80s...it doesn't matter. It's the car in demand and they are completely overpriced. And of course my short list was Subarus or an old Saab 900. Well there are no Saabs south of Philadelphia apparently, and any Subie in my price range had serious problems: blown engines, sideswipe damage, missing glass, you name it—and these hippies still wanted $2,500!
Well, I'm the luckiest guy in town, because I found this mint little Impreza (and I DO mean MINT—check that paint job—like a pack of Orbitz!) for book value—$1,800! Turns out this woman needed to unload this car in a hurry and just asked what KBB.com told her to. Any other person in town would be demanding 3 grand. For real. It gets better—she ended up being a neighbor, and turned down more money from other buyers to sell to me at her asking price.
It's bare-bones: crank windows, no stereo (yet), but it's a 5-speed, in great shape, a blast to drive and I'm getting 26 mpg around town and 32 on the highway! Mrs F was mortified when I brought it home, but I'm smitten.
Behold the new Furymobile!
NOTE: It's not QUITE as obnoxious as my High Dynamic Range photography makes it look...but almost.