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Exactly. I remember when I started college, I was still living in a little town that was halfway between two bigger cities. Work was a good 30 minute drive away on roads where 50mph would get you a decent ticket. I started out driving what I could afford... a hand me down Lincoln (which was reliable but I could barely afford to do anything other than go to work and come home, thanks to 6-8mpg) to a $2K 1984 Tbird that got a regular 23mpg, but also taught me how to do a 15 minute water pump change, since it went through FIVE of them. Eventually I ended up in a $1K '91 dodge shadow that was someone's work car, a painter, and had been sitting with the windows open... I stripped everything out but the seats and drove that for a couple years, and am shocked I'm not deaf (you couldn't hold a conversation on the highway, even with the windows up, and the exhaust was in perfect shape).
If back in 1996 I had a shot at co-financing $4K and getting something like this, that I knew was going to be frugal and if not decently reliable then at least SIMPLE (I also got to learn quite a bit about what an EEC-IV does when the sensors misread, but not out of range enough to identify themselves) I'd have jumped on it in a heartbeat.
The world would have missed out on a system administrator that knows engines and control systems inside and out, but I'd have had a hell of a lot easier time with the college years. I'd have missed on dumping the entire transmission's worth of Mercon all over another evil employer's parking lot, having to change a broken belt on the shadow in the parking lot in my good work clothes, learning how to limp the shadow home from a long trip with a blown head gasket, stopping every 10 minutes to bleed the gasses out of the radiator, finding a dealership that was open on a saturday in the middle of nowhere Wisconson, willing to reattach the Tbird's power steering pump to it's mount, the day I figured out that the shadow had stuck one half of both rear slave cylinder pistons in their bores and forced the other halves out of the bore, figuring out that a "stuck" temp sensor on the EEC-IV will cause the car not to start when hot (flooding, car thought it was -20F when it was 80 degrees), learning that Chrysler 2.2 engines have a bad habit of rotten bushings tilting the alternator enough to throw belts... I'd have been peacefully tootling along in my tiny runabout instead, knowing that most days I'll make it to work or class without too much worry.
I'm still somewhat leery about having a car with no warranty, especially now that I live in a somewhat urban neighborhood and haven't the huge yard and garage space (and no neighbors to complain about a mess) to work on anything big anymore.