Our poor Honda Civic. It probably thinks I don't like it, but truth is, I LOVE it! - as much as an anti-driving bicycle commuter can love a car anyway.
Really, though, I think that my attempts to be as car free as practical make me all the more picky when it comes to choosing gas powered vehicles.
I recently mentioned the criteria for choosing our
Our third and final gas snacker is the sweet little (no-named) Honda Civic. We got her about 4 or 5 years ago when we wanted a no-frills, reliable, economical commuter car. She fits the bill perfectly. She's a frugal 5-speed with an absolutely hideous interior, moody radio, no A/C, and U-Crank-Em windows and mirrors.
She's quite fun to drive, sneaking in and out of tight parking spaces with ease and otherwise instantly responding to driver commands.
Recall that a couple of months ago, in a haze of blizzard induced cabin fever, I took out the driver's side mirror. The GUILT!
Yesterday was worse.
Meego and I were coming home from the orthodontist. We'd just witnessed a crazy person entering busy cross traffic through a red light. What?? This SUV was stopped and then... just decided to go? I'm guessing they were just distracted (like so many are!) and forgot they were sitting at a light? That was STILL red?
They managed to stop-and-go get across as the green-light people stopped, all wtf. But it was just weird. Anyway, maybe I was replaying that in my head, or maybe I was tired from unpacking and getting restocked after our little trip, or maybe...
Well, we were about a half mile from home. I made a tight little road-hugging right turn that the Civic does so well - too well this time. My turn was too tight and I ended up clipping the curb with the rear passenger tire. "Ouch", said the friendly Civic.
So there we were, a block or so further on, changing out the flat and replacing it with the spare donut. Meego actually enjoyed it - going all NASCAR pit crew, albeith much MUCH slower. I noted that it was a nice day out for such activities, and it was nice to be in a quiet residential area rather than a busy highway or such. I was not, however, thrilled about getting my new Hello Kitty Stormtrooper shirt all dirtied.
So, I will finish my coffee and take little Civic to the shop now. I'm contemplating getting her a whole new set of tires as I noticed how baldy her current ones are as I was sitting on the ground with her yesterday.
Maybe we take her for granted because she never complains. She is just SO reliable. I even left a sticky note on the garage door so that Magnum didn't automatically climb in and take her to work this morning.
Spa treatment day.