My days are boring. So I thought I would share somethings that aren’t so current, but still fun to post about.
Today it’s my history with cars.
I bought my first car when I was 15. I am an October baby, so I had the grand plan of working all summer before my 16th birthday and saving for a car. Only problem with that plan? No one hires 15 year olds back them except one place. McDonald’s. McDonald’s it was! I would open almost everyday all summer long, then I would have softball practice &/or games later in the day. It was a long summer, but I saved every single penny from every single paycheck. And at the end of the summer, when my sophomore year of high school started, I quit my job and bought a car. A cute, little blue Chevy Chevette. I can’t remember what year it was, but it looked a lot like this one.
Vinyl seats and all! It was a good, safe car, except it was slow. Like turtle crawl up every hill. It didn’t matter how fast I was going, by the time I got to the top of any hill, I would be lucky to be going 20 MPH. I was the first one of my friends to drive, so I had the privilege of picking up a few friends on the way to school. They could hear my car coming a few blocks away, chugging her little way along. She quickly received the nickname of Possy, acronym for Piece of Sh*t. Classy lady!
The next summer brought another car. This time a Renault Fuego. What? You’ve never heard of Renault cars? I hadn’t either. It was apparently a French car.
Mine was black and it was zippy! Fun car, except it would overheat and a fountain of green fluid would gush out from under the hood. Good times.
My senior year of high school and I wanted a new car. This time I went big! I bought a 5-year old Chevy Camaro!
Mine was a beautiful greenish, blue color and not an Iroc-Z. Loved that car! The problem with it? It was horrible in rain and snow. It was slide if there was just a bit of moisture in the air. After almost sliding off a bridge that winter, I knew it was time to trade it in.
Freshman year of college. The Camaro was traded for a Honda Prelude.
Mine was red. I adored that car! So much so I kept it a few years.
After a few years, I wanted a bit of a bigger car. A Chevy Beretta fit the bill.
Mine was a color called Sandstone. It was a light beige color that didn’t show dirt. Loved that! I kept that car for a few years until I was married and pregnant with my first daughter. It was then decided we needed a four-door car for convenience.
We bought a one year old Mercury Mystique. Actually, the ex-husband picked it out. I didn’t really have a preference other than wanting four doors.
Red on the inside and the out. It was a good car for our needs. Sadly, I was T-boned in a wreck that resulting in totaling it.
Our replacement car was a 2 year old Honda Accord.
Ours was a dark green and I had picked it out all by myself. Loved it. And then we became pregnant with our second child and needed a bit more room.
I got to pick out my dream car at that time!
I again went with the light beige color I loved. Seven seats were prefect for our growing family! It served us well for a few years, but then it was time to downsize a bit and find something a bit more fuel friendly. I sold it to my friend’s mom nine years ago and she still has it!
Next up was a dark blue Dodge Stratus.
I actually really liked this car and wish I had kept it. But I traded it in five years ago for my current car.
Are you car maker loyal? I am not, obviously.
- Chevy = 3
- Renault = 1
- Honda = 2
- Mercury = 1
- Dodge = 2
Do you keep cars very long? I didn’t use to, but I have had my current car for five years. Before that I averaged a new-to-me car every couple of years.
Do you buy cars new? I tend to buy newer (1-2 years old), used cars. I have never bought a brand new car.
What was your first car?
What car is on your want list right now? I am really considering a four-door hatchback, such as a Mini Countryman.