So, first off, no more snacks right before bed. I have weird dreams.
Last night I dreamt that my friend (who is not a car person at all) was absolutely set on trading her Corolla for a black 1989 Chrysler TC by Maserati. She wanted me to go with her to check it out because I am a “car person.” We get there, check it out, and then she starts yelling at these two old ladies over the $4000 asking price.
Basically, she won’t buy the car unless the women agree to pay for her first tank of gas and a quart of oil. The old ladies refuse. At this point I tell her to buy a 1988 Mercury Cougar LS instead (I’m not sure why). She sighs, cuts the women a $4K check, and we leave in the Chrysler.
Needless to say, I am now looking at Chrysler TC values on KBB to see if she got a good deal in my dream.