Originally Posted by
budwom
1976. The 12 month warranty said it all (12k miles). Had a mild mannered doctor friend who had a Ford Granada (?), such a horrible lemon that eventually one Saturday he drive to the dealer, off the pavement, up onto the lawn next to the showroom windows and demanded another car, which he got. That was a piece of crap, too, but a different piece of crap.
In a particular moment of abject mindlessness, my father once bought a Plymouth something-or-other (a small-ish sedan). He had owned it less than a week when he got a ticket because the rear lights or turn signals or some such weren't working properly.
I was a teenager at the time. He asked me if I would drive it out to the dealership so they could fix the light issue. Of course I was happy to oblige (driving even a crappy car preferable to sitting around the house watching the cat groom himself).
I tried to drive the car to the dealership but it wouldn't go faster than about 15-20 mph. It was an automatic, which apparently meant that it just stayed in one gear.
When I finally puttered into the repair place, they asked me what I was bringing it in for. I said "Well, originally I was bringing it in because of a taillight problem, but now I think it has a more pressing issue." LOL. What a hunk of junk! They eventually let him out of his contract based on the lemon law of the state.
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