Many years ago in my youth of 28 and recently divorced, I had an old Datsun that was a money pit. I was broke as a joke and wrenched on this worn out car for quite some time. At one point the starter was weak and would only spin if you tapped it with a hammer while the ignition switch was turned. I was working two jobs and also going to WSU therefore no $$$. I got a drill motor and put a hole in the firewall big enough to push a small rope through. I drilled a hole in the handle of a ball peen hammer and with a pulley set that up so that I could pull on the rope and make the hammer tap the starter while I used my left hand to turn the ignition switch. It worked for about six moths until I could get some money together for a newer used car.

I swore a few times that if that car broke down on me again I would push it into a ditch and drop a match in the front seat. I only had liability insurance and that would have made a great story. “Officer, I don’t know what happened. I smelled something getting hot and pulled it over, then burst into flames”. That would have been my story. I hated that car so much that I shot it twice with a Colt 45 Gubmint Model that I still have. I think I sold it for $100 to someone who was going to scrap it. Hopefully soup cans now.

Working full time at my regular job and another 25 hours/week at a liquor store I saved up enough cash after several months to buy a used 1988 Mustang GT manual 5 speed. Maroon. Pretty hot car.