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I just "love" dealers!
Here's two of my far past buys, a new black '94 Town Car, had light scratches right in the middle of the hood. Spotted them, the dealer offered to buff them out. "Oh no, I told them, I'm leaving right now, don't need you folks for such. Took the next day off work (good move it was) out came rotary with new pad, polishes, the scratches were gone in about 60 seconds.
Fresh coat of Megs #20, and the car looked like a black mirror.
(was a great car, I miss it, smoooooth!)
Or my '86 flame red metallic TA, the dealer was getting ready to put a front license plate bracket on what was a cool looking clean nose. I told em "nope, no way".
Five minutes later, I walk in the back to the shop to check on them prepping, and there was the goon, drill in one hand, and the License Plate Bracket in the other.
I'm yelling "whoa whoa, where you think you're going with that"?
"Oh, to put on the front of your car"!
Yeah, I told him, you out that on the car, you;ve just canceled a $19,000 sale I told him.
His reply "Oh, you'll get a ticket without it" (Gibs me state of Ill)
I told him "You let me worry about that, and give me that damn bracket right now! LOL
Hate dealers with a passion.