This was a huge problem here, to the point that people have died from cars simply not having any brakes and nobody giving a fuck because you could just give the inspection guy some money, so why bother fixing.
I used to live in Albuquerque NM which was one of the first places to impose emissions restrictions on cars. I took my '76 VW Rabbit in to be emissions-tested, and the mechanic spent half an hour trying to get the thing to pass. Finally he just stuck the sensor up the tailpipe of his own car and issued me my sticker. Lest any Albuquerquians get angry at me, I moved to Denver a week later.
This was common here in Estonia till they mandated the cameras. I’ve heard a story of one guy lighting matches to get some CO2 reading out of a completely perforated exhaust - though not sure if it’s true. My coursemate said that in his family, for about a decade, only the car’s registration papers visited the inspector, they didn’t bother driving there.
Jesus. Yeah, here, I’d just throw a guy $50.
This was a huge problem here, to the point that people have died from cars simply not having any brakes and nobody giving a fuck because you could just give the inspection guy some money, so why bother fixing.
I used to live in Albuquerque NM which was one of the first places to impose emissions restrictions on cars. I took my '76 VW Rabbit in to be emissions-tested, and the mechanic spent half an hour trying to get the thing to pass. Finally he just stuck the sensor up the tailpipe of his own car and issued me my sticker. Lest any Albuquerquians get angry at me, I moved to Denver a week later.
This was common here in Estonia till they mandated the cameras. I’ve heard a story of one guy lighting matches to get some CO2 reading out of a completely perforated exhaust - though not sure if it’s true. My coursemate said that in his family, for about a decade, only the car’s registration papers visited the inspector, they didn’t bother driving there.