I have known it for 11 of those years, and inflicted 55k miles of abuse upon it.
Each and every day, I have tried to beat it within an inch of its life, and it has done nothing but come back for more each and every time.
But in life, there comes a point where you find yourself at a crossroads, and you have to choose a path.
I have chosen a path, and that path involves parting ways with my 1993 Buick Park Avenue.
Simply put, it doesn't make financial sense to keep it around at this point. Insurance rates are unsustainable, and maintenance costs are stacking up.
It's a sad day, as it's been around for so long. For the longest time, I have been willing it along, wanting to see what would bring about its end, and unfortunately, that day hasn't come yet.
It will likely be sold locally for $500, unless I can be convinced there is a better course of action. Insurance and registration expire at the end of May, both of which I have no intention of renewing.
It's just a car, but there's something about these cars. They get under your skin, and you can never get them out. To this day, my father still talks fondly of his 1997 Park Avenue Ultra, despite it being wrecked over 8 years ago.
It's a sad day coming, all I can do in the meantime is invest in the Regal, to get it ready for daily duties. Tires, Alignment, etc.
