I found this dauntless RAV4 in the parking lot of a boneyard over the weekend. Its owner, no doubt, was inside rummaging though other people’s trash for parts to keep it running. I’m not judging–I do the exact same thing. And folks who keep cars alive for cheap will always impress me more than supercar owners or anyone cosplaying Spy Hunter on a “cannonball run.”
I mean, I like riding around in a turbo 911 as much as the next tragically obsessed car nut. But I’ll always be most infatuated by old, un-valuable cars kept on the road exclusively by resource-constrained innovation and sheer force of will.
The longer you look at it, the clearer it becomes that this Toyota has Seen Some Shit. Are there three cars worth of body panels, or just two? (Probably more like four.) Are those Honda CR-V wheels? (Yes.)
And yet the body’s pretty straight, the cloth roof isn’t ripped, and the tires looked viable from where I stood. Hell yeah–this is a car that’s not about to be slain simply because the cost of repairs outweighed the Kelly Blue Book value.
That’s because: If you start with a reliable platform, stay on top of regular maintenance, and are willing to sweat (buy used parts and do your own labor), you’d largely be able to keep repair costs below the car’s “value,” even when the car hits the floor of depreciation.
The lifestyle of ancient car preservation isn’t for everyone. I certainly don’t do all my own car repairs, and not everyone wants to spend weekend days braving tetanus and grease stains at the local yonke to save some coin.
All I’m really trying to say is that modest cars kept from retirement by the sweat of their owners will always have a special place in my heart. Here’s to the survivors; may your timing belts last another 100,000 miles and more.
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