'War Stories'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
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.
I love hatchbacks too. I even love station wagons. They are so useful when you need to haul around some bulky stuff, but without the gas mileage hit you take with a SUV. I have a Ford Escort station wagon for a little bit and it was amazing how much stuff could fit in that little car.
First car triplets!
Quadruplets! And yeah, it sucked. I did;'t have mine long.
My second car was a Dodge Omni. I thought overall it ran well for having been rear-ended several times (once by a van that hit me hard enough it warped the frame and one of the back doors became almost impossible to close). But the AC broke down one component at a time, and ended up costing me about twice as much as just replacing the whole thing in one go would have.
My first car was a Pontiac T-1000 (which was essentially a Chevette, except, you know, a Pontiac) and it was probably a '76 or '77. I started driving it in 1985, and drove it till Jake was 2, and one of the seat mechanisms exploded and the engine just gave up. I loved that car.
My first car I bought for myself at 21. It was a 64 Chevy and I paid $75 for it. I overpaid. It drank as much oil as gas. When I moved from Norfolk to Richmond I left it in a parking garage because it never would have made it that far. And the car was stolen from me TWICE. Apparently it was the easiest car to start without a key ever made. Ah, good times.
Well, crap. I had a dr appt an hour ago that I totally forgot about. Not only do I have to reschedule, I could have slept longer!
Y'all, I am training a new person, and have got to start giving her more to do, but all of the current projects are like 60% of the way through something ridiculously complicated, and that doesn't seem fair! So I'm copying her on things and trying to explain it all to her, but I've basically given her 1 hour of stuff to do in the last week (plus 2.5 days of orientation...).