Thwip, thwap. Thwip, thwap.The windshield wipers slamming back and forth trying to keep up with the pelting rain only added to my irritation as I adjusted to driving the used car I had just purchased—an old station wagon with 80,000+ miles and no side-impact airbag protection for the kids.To get this station wagon, and some badly needed cash for…

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