For many years our main vehicle was a 1994 Corsica. It ran very good, and gave up very little trouble overall.

But in it’s later years it developed a habit of refusing to allow anyone in, even with a key.

You had to lift the driver’s door handle just about halfway and sort of jiggle it, then stop and swear, and repeat, the second time it would let you in. If you didn’t swear out loud or if you kicked the car, you had to start over. If in a hurry, forget it, use the other car.

I took to leaving the window (the one that actually worked) rolled down halfway so I could reach in and defeat the evil one that way.

I am only embellishing a little bit here.

It may have something to do with the Mrs. hitting the camper jack when she has backing out one time, although the lockout problem didn’t start right away. I should have gotten another door at a wrecking yard but was short of cash and the car was getting long of tooth by then.

Besides, as you know Chevy Corsicas are a rare and exotic breed of car and would probably be prohibitively expensive to fix. The dealership charged my wife $79.95 just to re-scent the Little Tree air freshener.