“Clunkers for Cash,” Ellis Henican Sunday Column, Newsday, August 9, 2999, page 2
You can’t say Cash for Clunkers didn’t motivate.
Americans have already agreed to trade a huge number of old cars for new ones. And the feds have burned through a billion dollars the way a fully loaded ’98 Ford Expedition burns though gas.
Pat Tavella knows how fast that is. Her family has one.
“It’s definitely a clunker,” she said. “It gets, maybe, 14 miles a gallon. It runs, but it doesn’t run well.”
Happy to do her part for the environment, even happier to save $4,500 on a new car, she figured the Tavellas of West Islip were perfect candidates.
So did the first local Jeep Dodge dealer she visited.
And the second one. And the Volkswagen dealer. And the next VW dealer. And the one after that. But at all five Long Island car dealers, the story was pretty much the same.
“We picked out the car,” Tavella said. “We negotiated the price. Our credit was good. The Expedition was definitely a clunker.”
And for some reason or other, the clunker deals kept falling though.
There was one complication on the Tavellas’ part. “The title was in my daughter’s name, and the car was registered in my husband’s,” she said. But that seemed surmountable. What wasn’t was far too many customers looking for clunker cash in far too complicated an approval process.
Which is how Pat Tavella ended up agreeing to make her clunker deal near her brother’s house in Westborough, Mass.
“We’re getting a Volkswagen Tiguan with all-wheel drive, 24 miles to the gallon, for $22,000. With the clunker money and various other rebates, it’s down from 31.”
One clunker down.
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