That just reminded me. There was a girl in my sister's class who got a brand new convertible for her 17th birthday. About two days later, she crashed it into the garage door and totalled it. Her parents bought her a new one.
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Poor baby. Bad garage door!
In conclusion, I very much dislike BMW's. And a lot of the people that own them. Present company excluded, naturally.
My uncle that I bitched about all summer got a BMW for his birthday.
I got my car the very next day, but between the ticket and the tow fee, it was $250-plus.
Yep, same here.
I believe the "storage" fee was $100/day and I didn't even have to pay that since I retrieved it so fast.
Thankfully, we walked over immediately since, you know, not much we could do since I needed my damn car.
And this is my first car, ever.
I haven't yet had a car of my own. For now, I'm using Zipcar when I need wheels, since I really can't afford car payments and garage space in DC on a grad student salary. Once I do get an actual job and if I'm living somewhere where I need a car, it'll probably be a Mini Cooper.
My first car I got after graduating from high school. I drove mom and dad's car before that. And, I bought my first car--a 1988 Honda Civic Hatchback (BEST. CAR. EVAH!). I was on my parents' insurance, but I paid for it. I also paid for the down payment and the payments. Not very successfully, I'll admit, though. Screwed up dad's and my credit on that one. They did things differently with my brothers.
I had that car, though, for a long time--until it was viciously murdered by a 16-year-old who'd had his license for two weeks (and it was his second accident).
Kristin was me in middle school!
My dad taught my class PE when I was in elementary. I had to wait till last to use the scooters. I only got to do what I wanted (play basketball, or really any kind of ball save baseball) if no one else had any ideas, and I had to call him Coach Lastname. Now he says if he had it to do all over I would always go first and it would always be "What does Daisy want to do today?" He is a man of extremes.
Almost all of my cars have been hand me downs except for the Volvo and the Suburban. My Honda was my in-laws'. We've only had it in once for realignment.
t hugs Accord tight
I was amused by the little icon next to the cup holder showing not to put a wine glass there
::snerk::
My first car was my mother's ancient, hand-me-down Pontiac T-1000 (a close cousin of the Chevette). When I was still in high school, my parents kept it in their name and it was just mine to use. Later on, I took it over, but it was all paid for -- I only had to pay insurance, etc. Stephen and I made that car last until well after Jake was born.
We almost killed it driving to Florida and back the year before we got married, though.
I was amused by the little icon next to the cup holder showing not to put a wine glass there
Some cars don't have that problem. IJS. [link]
Ok, just gotta say? I am wearing (for the first time) the most incredibly boobtastic bra I have ever owned. Wowza!