My Favorite Car

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I’ve only ever driven 3 cars in my life and owned none of them, even the car I’m driving.

The first car I ever driven was a 1995 Ford Escort. My mom bought that from her friend for $800 in 2007. By the time my mom sold that car 7 years later, the repairs on the car was much more than the $800 purchase price.

The repair on that car began the first week after purchase. The car was bought for my driving lesson but for some reason, my mom drove that thing to work but when she was driving home from work, the car stalled. The belt broke and, well, there went $700. After that, something began to leak and so on and so forth. It felt like the beginning of the end for that car.

I remember a few years later when I had to drive to college. The freeway speed back then was 65 miles-per-hour and I could barely get that thing up to that speed. The worst part was I had no idea what speed I was going either. The speedometer just swung back and forth the moment I went past 55. I had to put my tablet on the passenger seat with an app opened to keep track of the speed.

Was that my favorite car? Not by a long shot but I will admit that I had some memorable moments in that thing.

My favorite car is probably the one I’m driving now, a 2018 Chevrolet Trax, which I bought for my birthday in 2018. Our anniversary date is 2 days before my birthday, so it’s special. It would’ve been mine if my mom hadn’t forced me to use her money to pay off the loan.

I think it’s my mom’s evil method to hold me hostage, so she can torment me by telling me how much money I owe her. It was the exact scenario as my current house – she forced me to take her money and pay off the loan. Before you say anything, I tried to reject her advances but her lectures were like torture.

This car is everything that the ’95 Ford wasn’t. It was brand-new and even after 6+ years and an accident, it still feels brand new. Maybe it’s because it only has 30,000 miles on it, all driven by me. We had so many adventures and went to so many places together that it’d be ridiculous to not say that it’s become a part of my life.

I don’t know how I would feel when it’s time for me to retire this car and get a new car but I’ll deal with that when the day comes. For now, I’ll just continue loving this car.

9 thoughts on “My Favorite Car”

  1. We have two 2018 cars. Mine is a Toyota Prius Prime, which I bought new. Last year, Vince bought a Porsche Cayman. They are both gray. I don’t drive his, but I love mine. If your mom ever wants to pay off something of ours, tell her, I’m willing! 🙂 LOL JK

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    1. Haha! As long as you don’t mind her holier-than-thou atitude after she paid something off for you. 😀 She’s been keeping a ledger on my debts, and when she’s angry, she would pull it out and make me see the numbers.

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      1. That’s not funny, but I smile. My grandmother was very tight. When I couldn’t afford to buy furniture, I asked for a bed she had stored in the garage that was like my grandfather’s bed. It had been there for all my life – about 25 years. She didn’t want me to break up her housekeeping. This is a woman who loved me to death, but wouldn’t fix the tires on my mom’s car so that I could safely drive her and my mom to doctor’s appointments when they both had cancer. I inherited half her money and any of her goods that I wanted. I got Grandpa’s entire bedroom set and her dishes and a fair sum of money. It definitely was welcome, but when I was poorer than snot, she didn’t help. So, I don’t know which is worse. Dad, on the other hand did loan me money, then wanted to collect on it before I finished school and started working. I got a government loan, fortunately. Otherwise, I don’t know what I would have done. Having money and not having it is a bit of a curse. 🙂 It’s too bad your mother and my grandmother couldn’t get joy from giving.

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      2. Oh wow, I, too, don’t know which is worse as both feels equally awful. I think my mom is more like your dad than your grandmother.
        She paid off my student loan despite me saying no, saying she just want to help me, only to keep a ledger behind my back. That’s not help, if you ask me and if she did want me to pay her back, she should’ve said so. I knew better after that but then she did it a few more times since then.

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      3. The good news is that the older you get, the more independent you are as well. You can thank her for her help, knowing that you can stand on your own because of the help, but you could also pay her back, if you wanted to. The flip side is that you will inherit it when she passes. My dad was a tightwad as well, but he was saving it for us. The problems with both of my family members was that they had no idea how long they would need the money, and no other comfortable means of support. Dad took his retirement in a lump sum so that he could have something to pass on. As an older person, I understand their preservation of capital instincts – not that I live by them. 🙂 LOL

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      4. I’m working on paying her back though I will only get 50% of it since she’s giving the other 50% to her sister.
        To be honest, I’m a tightwad as well because I’ve been in a situation where I was in between jobs and had to pay a mortgage. So even though I now have a stable job, I still worry about if that day comes, would I be able to pay all the bills with whatever savings I have.

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      5. Then you are right to be a tightwad. That was my grandmother’s situation, too – and my dad’s, for that matter. They were both so careful with what they had, and it didn’t make them look good to others, but, in the end, it was very good for my brother and me. And they lived comfortably, though not luxuriously by any sense of the word.

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