The Engine Light Is On And All Niceties Are Off!
A friend knew we were trying to sell our 2005 PT Cruiser. (Don’t laugh; it was a good car for us and had only about 69,000 miles on it.) He hooked us up with a woman who needed a cheap car. We wanted the sale of our car to be beneficial to both of us, and I feel terrible about the way it turned out. But after having thought about it — a lot — ultimately, we feel that we handled it the right way.
The woman came over to take a test drive. She was already aware that the check engine light was on. I got in the car with her while she drove, and the acceleration was a bit bumpy — a problem I had not had. She attributed it to her “lead foot”, and that seemed likely.
Several times during that test drive, I reminded [Buyer] that the check engine light was on and that I really didn’t know why. I told her I had friends who thought it might be an O2 sensor or some such. I don’t even know what an O2 sensor is. I did not tell her that was the problem; I simply told her that’s what some friends had theorized. She also said, considering the fact that the car had been sitting in the parking lot for quite a while, she was maybe flooding the engine with the bumpy acceleration.
By the way, the next morning, before [Buyer] came back to get the car, I took it out for a quick spin and it ran just fine.
I had lowered the price from $1,000 to $850, and I thought, given the relatively low mileage, it was still a very good price. I made sure [Buyer] understood that the sale agreement was for the car in “AS-IS” condition, with no warranty, expressed or implied. She signed the paperwork and at that point became the owner of the car.
I hate what happened the next day, and if [Buyer] hadn’t become very nasty very quickly, we might have been able to work out something. The fact is that after she bought the car, I headed for the bank, made a deposit, and paid a bunch of bills with the money, so there wasn’t a whole lot left.
Well, the next day, [Buyer] came back loaded for bear. She claimed that a mechanic had told her that whatever the problem was, it would likely cost her close to $1,000 for repairs. Now, this was a car that had sat in the parking lot for months. It had a brand-new battery and alternator. All of the fluids had been checked by our mechanic. She immediately accused me of lying to her (which I had not) and cheating her (which I had not), and she demanded a full refund. I told her I could return $200 to her, but no, she wanted the full amount.
She said, “I know the law!” — which so often means that someone knows nothing about the law — and told me I was required to refund her money because of a North Carolina law stipulating that she had three days to change her mind and get a refund. I had already looked all of this up, and I once again explained to her that there was no such law in this state and that she now owned the car.
[Buyer] threatened to call her lawyer, and she did call the police and told them I had cheated her. The police showed up, and the very nice officer took a look at everything and affirmed that I was correct and that [Buyer] was now the owner of the car. He also told her that if she wanted to pursue a civil charge, it would be under the auspices of the sheriff’s office, not local police.
I pointed out again that she knew there was a problem with the car. Right before she chose to make the purchase, she wanted to know if she could drive it to someplace several hundred miles away. I told her that it would be a very good idea to have a mechanic look it over before driving that far. But no. Knowing all this, she decided to buy the car anyway.
Now, if [Buyer] had come to us in a civil manner and not immediately become accusatory and nasty, we might have been able to work something out. I have very little experience with situations like this, but at some point, I just shut down and was unwilling to have any further dealings with her. My wife and I spent several days wondering if we were really terrible people and decided that no, we were not. I hate that it worked out like this but, well, lesson learned.