Michael You're going to have a hard time believing this, but when we moved to California in 1996, we actually were on such a limited budget that for an entire year, we made due without a car of our own. Then, in 1997, I got a great deal from a colleague at AOL, where I worked at the time. He had a six year old Acura with 100.000 miles for sale and wanted $3,300 for it. Cosmetically, the car wasn't in great shape, as its clear coat that once had covered its black paint had been burned off by the relentless California sun, but I didn't care about looks. It only had a manual transmission, but that's what I was used to from driving in Europe anyway. And the previous owner, a Frenchman, had, apparently without thinking, bought the car with no air condition, but that didn't bother me, as I wasn't familiar with the murderous Southern California sun yet. I was young and mostly up and about in windy San Francisco, so this didn't seem like a show stopper. We shook hands on the deal on the AOL parking lot and from then on I was the prowd owner of a 1991 Acura Integra.
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