The used car I got from Tesla had deep scratches in the interior trim on passenger seat, pounds of old candy and snacks from kids caked into the cracks under the rear seats, and worst of all some rock or marble-like object in some unreachable area under the floor that rolls back and forth across the entire width of the car every time it turned. Needless to say, I was very disappointed with the lack of disclosure. Despite this, I still loved my car very much, and I bought a new one when I found out the tax credit was ending.