Every 90s kid is required to look at this detail!

Great job, and that car is a time capsule.

The first car I ever owned was a '93 Grand Am four door, 4-cylinder, with a manual transmission. Bought a used one in maroon my Senior year of college.

After driving it for a couple years I was quite shocked by how poorly it was built. You could feel the body flex on hard cornering. The headlights would dim when the AC kicked on. The interior pieces on the dash were so loose the pieces rubbing on each other sounded like a flock of birds were trapped inside the dash. On some roads it made it difficult to talk to passengers. Even with the AC off, it topped out at 95~98 mph on a flat Texas highway. I bought it with about 20K miles and by the time I traded it in with 90K miles, it was done. Just about everything was worn out.

When I traded it in, my wife actually cheered it was gone.
 
When I traded it in, my wife actually cheered it was gone.

Not very inspiring for me as I hope to keep this on the road!

Do you remember, did you ever solve that dash squeak? I have got to figure it out soon, or I will go insane.


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Not very inspiring for me as I hope to keep this on the road!

Do you remember, did you ever solve that dash squeak? I have got to figure it out soon, or I will go insane.


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I'm glad you enjoy it and want to keep it running. I really admire it when anyone has a car 20+ years on the road and it looks new. Drive it in good health! I really feel bad about my comments now.

I never did solve the dash squeaks because it wasn't just one. They were everywhere and it was really a game of "whack-a-mole". Since the dash was hard, hallow plastic and made from multiple pieces which are all snapped together, every seam was a friction point that would squeak as the entire dash loosened up over time. I was constantly wedging small pieces of felt into the seams. I lived in Oklahoma City at the time and the terrible roads would shake the dash as I drove. I would keep felt pieces in my car and try to silence the squeaks as I drove. When I got home I'd get out a small screw driver and finish pressing the felt down so you couldn't see it as easily.
 
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