Everybody has a love story about the one that got away. Mine just happens to be about a truck.
It was a 1976 Datsun Pick-up, its tall camper shell complete with moon roof. Gleaming white with dark grey interior. Bench seat, cassette deck.
But the feature I appreciated most was the smell; every time the heater ran the cab filled with the comforting aroma of warm maple syrup.
Those of you in the know are cringing here…
We spent the better part of a year together, my truck and I, racking up the typical high school memories of hauling friends to the lake, to the mall, to nowhere in particular. My pick-up was my escape, my independence, my world.
Until it fell undeniably, expensively ill.
Turns out, that savory scent I loved so much wasn’t, in fact, a blessing from the automotive gods. Instead it was a signal that the truck was burning coolant… a silent killer that, having gone (relatively) undetected, culminated in a cracked engine block, a staggering repair bill, and a crushed teenager who couldn’t (and still can’t) believe the red flag had been there since the beginning. I couldn’t afford to fix the truck so, sadly, we parted ways.
Don’t let this happen to you. Regular maintenance can help you and your wheels stay together. Let Butler help: www.butlerman.com/service-and-parts.htm