A Milestone
At 9:24 pm, Sunday, January 23, a new era was born.
I'm proud to say that I put all but about seven of those miles on my 1996 Pontiac Sunfire, which I bought brand spankin' new back in February, 1996. I special-ordered it through General Motors, and was the first person in Kirksville, Missouri to have a Sunfire. People used to stop me on the street and ask me about it. I remember, the first week that I had her, I'd park her across the street from our house and my roommate and I used to watch people as they checked out my new ride.
My baby's all grown up now. Nearly nine years later (I can't believe I've had her that long!), she's a little worse for wear. Then again, we've both seen better days.
A couple of minor accidents... a collision with a raccoon and a hit-and-run by a shopping cart... meant that she needed some body work and a new paint job a few years back. The paint is peeling now, but from a distance she still looks nice. She needed a new air conditioner, but other than that (knock on wood), she's still doing pretty well.
I talk a lot about what car I'd like to get next. I know I've mentioned the Pontiac Solstice more than once. But the day I get rid of my baby, I know I'll cry. Maybe I'll wait 100,000 more miles.
A side note:
The above picture was taken in July, 1996. A few of us, including my pal Amy Woods, took the Kissymobile to a wedding in Schaumburg, Illinois. The not-so-happy couple's been divorced for several years now... so my car's lasted longer than their marriage.
At 9:24 pm, Sunday, January 23, a new era was born.
I'm proud to say that I put all but about seven of those miles on my 1996 Pontiac Sunfire, which I bought brand spankin' new back in February, 1996. I special-ordered it through General Motors, and was the first person in Kirksville, Missouri to have a Sunfire. People used to stop me on the street and ask me about it. I remember, the first week that I had her, I'd park her across the street from our house and my roommate and I used to watch people as they checked out my new ride.
My baby's all grown up now. Nearly nine years later (I can't believe I've had her that long!), she's a little worse for wear. Then again, we've both seen better days.
A couple of minor accidents... a collision with a raccoon and a hit-and-run by a shopping cart... meant that she needed some body work and a new paint job a few years back. The paint is peeling now, but from a distance she still looks nice. She needed a new air conditioner, but other than that (knock on wood), she's still doing pretty well.
I talk a lot about what car I'd like to get next. I know I've mentioned the Pontiac Solstice more than once. But the day I get rid of my baby, I know I'll cry. Maybe I'll wait 100,000 more miles.
A side note:
The above picture was taken in July, 1996. A few of us, including my pal Amy Woods, took the Kissymobile to a wedding in Schaumburg, Illinois. The not-so-happy couple's been divorced for several years now... so my car's lasted longer than their marriage.
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