My Wife's Dodge Durango

On Friday, July 13, 2007, I received a call from my son he said that his mother’s car had died. She had the vehicle, a Toyota Corolla for about nine years, with no major problems. My son said, he was driving on the interstate when the check engine light came on. Then the car lost all oil pressure. He felt something give and a loud clicking sound was heard. Needless to say, with a similar incident happening to him only a few months ago while driving his own car, he was very discouraged. In getting to the point, the same day my wife and I talked about purchasing a vehicle.
The following day we went to a car dealership. Even if their ethics are clean, face it—they're pros at selling cars, and you're likely an amateur at buying them. The people at the dealership, nice and smiling though they may be, simply have a different objective in the car transaction than you do. Their goal always is to maximize profit. They all but held my hand at the dealership. And everything was great! We test-drive a few vehicles, but my wife wanted a SUV.
On July 14, 2007, we bought a Dodge Durango fully loaded with bells and whistles. My wife was living large! She loved her Durango. Now today Tuesday, July 17, 2007 I am about to refinance the vehicle at our Credit Union, they are giving us a better interest rate.