I had a neon that my parents gave me after college—they had bought it used, drove it for multiple years, and I think it had >100k miles on it at the time.
I am worried my foster kitten is getting worse. I'm going to call the foster care in the morning—poor baby is still eating and using the litter box and meowing, but sounds SO congested and is sneezing a lot.
Aww, congested cats sound so pathetic.
Timelies all!
First car I drove was a 76 Plymouth Valiant that was a piece of crap. Had a tendency to stall at stop signs, so my folks got rid of it and let me drive the next oldest car, a 80 Toyota Corolla. It was a good car and lasted many more years after I went to college, where I didn't need a car.
My first car (that was mine) was also a Dodge Omni! The clutch cable broke in stop-and-go traffic on Route 128 outside of Boston, and I had to power-shift for quite some way. It was a terrible car.
I had a nice trip to the mountains and now I have to clean the house and prep to spend the week dog-sitting. Bah.
My first car (that was mine) was also a Dodge Omni! The clutch cable broke in stop-and-go traffic on Route 128 outside of Boston, and I had to power-shift for quite some way. It was a terrible car.
Oh my word. I don't know where outside of Boston, but 128 is generally a nightmare. You're lucky to be alive.
It was a terrible car.
In the winter, the door locks would all freeze up and I'd have to get in through the hatch, which didn't stay open because the struts would fail.
In the winter, the door locks would all freeze up and I'd have to get in through the hatch, which didn't stay open because the struts would fail.
That's awesome. (Terrible, but awesome). I once drove a Pinto with a hole in the rear floor which had rotted away, and every time you hit a pothole the glove compartment would pop open, and the horn would fall off into your lap. It was entertaining.
My car had locking problems. I also had to roll down the window to let myself out!
But hatchbacks are underrated. I moved so much stuff in that car!
I love hatchbacks (when they stay open). My WV was a hatchback, as is my current Fit. Before I had a car of my own I had a summer-long babysitting job where the parents let me use their old VW bug. It had bits that fell off the steering wheel column, and whenever the other keys on the chain would swing against it they made contact with something electric and the horn would go off.