You can call me the Cavalier Kid. I have had four Chevrolet Cavaliers and all of them have been problematic.
Before I start with the bad,I will say that I am forever grateful to the makers of Cavalier because my very first ride was a Cavalier.
I’ll never forget how proud I was to
cough up that fifteen hundred dollars to the salesman at Kennywood Auto Sales to purchase a charcoal grey 1987 Cavalier sudan. “What a steal”, I thought,”only 89,885 miles”! I’ll never forget my father’s reaction when he looked at the odometer: “WOW”! He said.
It didn’t take long for that Cavalier to develop a malfunction: a sound that was similar to gravel somewhere within the muffler system - a sound that was never remedied.
I’ll never forget how embarrassed I was when I was out on a date and I kept trying to steer the conversation to something other than the vapors or smoke that continued to appear from just under the hood of the car as we drove to the ...
