The guy I bought The Beast from is the same person whom I sold the Biscayne SS to.
From the litany of issues he's had since...
I got out from under that car just in time.
I feel bad for him, but I didn't misrepresent what he was getting and I've tried to help as much as I can with the "why did you do it this way?" questions from his mechanic.
BUT!
His current run of bad luck ain't my fault!
He replaced the drum brake rear axle for a disc brake unit and has had serial problems with the calipers falling off.
Last night his issue was the fourth of four tires of a particular brand blowing up. I'd be looking at different brand and model tire after two of them bulged out.
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