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
pedophile van. Then, of course, there is the ever adored, recently adopted
Ellie Mae.
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.
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