Cars I’ve Owned and Why

The first car I ever owned was a 1977 Ford Maverick. It was cute, silver-gray, and torn up. My mom made me buy it from her for $100 because I had destroyed it with my bad driving. I think I was 16 when I was forced to purchase it because that was when I got my driver’s license.

I thought I was so cool driving that car around town, dragging Main Street on the weekends, looking for cute guys with my friends. I was da bomb! Ok. Not really but in my imaginative head I was IT. Too bad the guys didn’t think so. Oh well.

After my Maverick died from my not taking care of it and bad driving I was in need of another vehicle. I can’t for life of me remember what I bought next but it was a creamy-tan color and nothing special. My step dad told me not to buy it but the guy selling it was so darn cute that I had to have that car. By buying the car it guaranteed me another opportunity to see him again even though he had a girlfriend. Well, girlfriend followed me home one day not too long after I purchased the car. Girlfriend threatened me and told me to stay away from her boyfriend. Not good. Not good at all because I thought “Oh yeah!” and it was on. I was determined that he would be mine and he was. Girlfriend didn’t last much longer after her threat and I became girlfriend. The car didn’t last and neither did the boyfriend.

The car following that disaster was a Buick Regal Limited. I can’t remember the year but it was nice. It was the nicest car I had so far owned and loved it. I was buying it from a friend for $1000 and then only had to pay $500. Why did I get it for 1/2 off you ask? That would be because the weekend before I bought it she was rear-ended and there was a big dent in the trunk. As in the trunk was one big inverted V. Talk about a nice pimped out, tinted windowed car with a dumpy trunk. Sadly, it was still the nicest car I had owned.

That car died and I purchases a Honda Accord stick shift. That car was FUN! It was the next nicest car I had owned and I loved it. I had this car for years and would still have it if it weren’t for the fact that I moved and the friend who was keeping it for me also moved without me knowing it and took my car with him. Thanks friend. It took a while to find him and sign the title over to him because I didn’t want him to wreck, hurt someone and then I would be stuck with the court costs, medical bills, and what not because I was the owner of the car. No, I wasn’t worried about the friend since the friend basically stole my car. I was worried about the other people and my butt.

Which now leads up to my being married and sharing vehicles with Hubby. Hubby had a Honda CRX when we hooked up. I thought it was a sexy car and he looked great in it. What was I thinking? A CRX sexy? Oh well at least the guy is still sexy.

We had a child and the CRX wasn’t really a family car. Let’s see…two seater vehicle…three person family. It was time to get a family vehicle. Which is still the car I presently own. My 1992 Buick Century. Silver. Well, now it’s more like I’m dirty and need washed Silver but Silver all the same. I love this car. Out of all my vehicles this would have to be my favorite. Of course it’s the only car that has lasted for eight years so of course it would be my favorite. It’s also the only car that would comfortably hold the five of us. I have to have room. I can not stand to be in a cramped vehicle which is why I don’t like the five of us riding in Hubby’s Honda Civic because I feel cramped. I hate feeling cramped.

Enough of cramped feeling talk. I want to talk about something else. Let’s see…how about the car I will be getting soon. Soon I will be zipping around in my new Mustang! Not! But a girl can dream can’t she? Actually, we are getting ready to get me a different car and it will probably be a Honda Accord and Hyundai Sonata. Not that I really know that much about cars but Hubby’s buying it so he will get me whatever he thinks will be best.

So now you’ve got to learn how I used to be a bad driver and how shallow I used to be by picking cars for how cute the guy was. Wait. I’m still a bad driver and shallow. Some things never change.