If you've never bought a brand-spanking-new car, I would highly suggest you do. My car had 9 miles on it when I drove it off the lot in January 2006; the smell was mesmerizing. I was a senior in college and knew I'd be the envy of my friends upon my return for Spring Semester. Ever the anticipatory thinker, I even bought a stick-shift to afford myself a convenient excuse as to why others couldn't drive her. I paid the car off last month, and though it's now 6 years-old with a cracked windshield I appreciate her more than ever; here's just a few reasons why:
- Over 40 mpg!
- Drove her with all my belongings from Rochester, NY to Denver with my BFF Nancy. It was a liberating journey featuring a pit-stop in Iowa to toss around Rory-Bee (my frisbee).
- Road trips to the Grand Canyon and Yellowstone National Park.
- As I packed it for the move last night, I simply couldn't believe how much fit into it. I wasn't sure if I was more proud of the car or myself. It fit damn-near everything, minimizing my need for several trips between the two apartments. Now the obligatory three will suffice!
- I realized yesterday while walking out of the gym that the front end damage to the bumper caused by my ass-packing a stopped car at a red light, which I thought should have been green, was fixed inconspicuously during a recent 60K routine maintenance at Ed Bozarth Chevrolet. These people had always taken excellent care of me and my Aveo, but this was astounding; she looked brand new again!
- The audio-books absorbed and panic attacks suffered while driving her; she's seen me at my best and my worst.
- Shockingly, I've never had to replace the brakes.
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| This isn't my car, but looks exactly like it if you were to crack the windshield. |
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