I didn't want this 65 GTO to sell without checking it out first.
I took the car out myself - seller said he'll wait here. Long story short - After accelerating out of an off-ramp curve the engine went nuts like it was punched to the floor (the pedal WAS stuck to the floor). I didn't want to jamb the brakes or use the emergency brakes, so I turned the ignition off. After I coasted to a stop I got out to take a look under the hood. I confirmed right off what caused the problem - the driver's side motor mount was broken. When I started the car again and hand operated the throttle, the Motor rose up and turned. The throttle cable was getting hung-up on an intake manifold bracket when the motor twisted. Slow and easy I returned back to the sellers house. As I pulled up the driveway this guy had a big grin, seems he already knew what I just discovered. I asked him "then what's so funny?" He then told me it's not his job to tell me every little bug about the car. So you would let me wreck your car and possibly get me hurt seriously if not killed? I wanted to clean this clown's clock! He says "Caveat Emptor my friend, that means not my problem!" I seem to find these ass-holes like I'm an "Ass-hole Magnet!" Too bad, I could have worked with this car and the price was good, but I never finished the inspection so maybe I dodged a bullet today?
I took the car out myself - seller said he'll wait here. Long story short - After accelerating out of an off-ramp curve the engine went nuts like it was punched to the floor (the pedal WAS stuck to the floor). I didn't want to jamb the brakes or use the emergency brakes, so I turned the ignition off. After I coasted to a stop I got out to take a look under the hood. I confirmed right off what caused the problem - the driver's side motor mount was broken. When I started the car again and hand operated the throttle, the Motor rose up and turned. The throttle cable was getting hung-up on an intake manifold bracket when the motor twisted. Slow and easy I returned back to the sellers house. As I pulled up the driveway this guy had a big grin, seems he already knew what I just discovered. I asked him "then what's so funny?" He then told me it's not his job to tell me every little bug about the car. So you would let me wreck your car and possibly get me hurt seriously if not killed? I wanted to clean this clown's clock! He says "Caveat Emptor my friend, that means not my problem!" I seem to find these ass-holes like I'm an "Ass-hole Magnet!" Too bad, I could have worked with this car and the price was good, but I never finished the inspection so maybe I dodged a bullet today?