So as I have told you my Mazda runs on love... my first winter the heater core went out... It was replaced but it never got warmer (except in the summer) than 30 degrees in the car. Dumbass, Sookie and I would have to thaw out after we made trips back and forth from my parents house. I think that is why to this day that I don't like my car very warm... I will turn on the seat warmer but I won't turn on the heat unless the kids are in the car with me. My passenger window stopped rolling down and we had to have it permanently placed in the upright position.
I had many adventures in the Mazda...countless trips to the College that Scarlett and Jill stayed... or just driving around with my friends (gas was only $.80 a gallon)... there was a time that after my high school boyfriend broke up with me, my girlfriends and I piled in to the Mazda and took a road trip to the exes house. Materials that we brought were as follows.
1. Five giggly girls in heels
2. One bumper sticker that said "I am so gay I can't even think straight"
3. Razor Blade to slash bumper sticker so you could not pull it off in one piece
4. Flashlights
I am not sure how we weren't caught because we were loud and not stealthy at all, but we applied said sticker. Next day we laughed even harder when we saw his car with sticker still intact.
Some memories with Dumbass: He on the other hand hated me having a car... he thought just because I could drive that I should take him everywhere he and his friends wanted. That was a no... unless I got something in return. One day he was so angry that he kicked my Mazda and put a big dent in it, for coarse since his shoes were dirty I noticed the foot print and able to recognize it as my brothers Doc Martins (hence why we call him Dumbass). Not only did I make him wash my baby and pop the dent out. I told him that if he ever wanted to go any where again with me he would have to dress up like one of my girlfriends. He did once, after that I didn't make him again (the staring from others was too much) ..... There was this one time that I was taking Dumbass and Sookie to my parents.... Dumbass pissed me off so I made him sit in the backseat and Sookie got to ride shotgun.... he needed a newspaper for a school project so I stopped at the front of the grocery store....when he came to the car and placed his hand on the door handle... I sped off about 30 feet so he would have to chase us... after doing that about 4 more times, he had about 1/6 of the paper left and he was out of breath and cursing. Sookie and I were crying and about peeing our pants from laughing... the look on his face was priceless ...When I think back and talk to my siblings about it, Sookie and I still laugh hard... Dumbass gets pissed.
Some memories with Sookie: Sookie was in Junior High when I got the Mazda so I used to pick her up at school all the time. When she was in school she brought home a leaf and grew a tree from that, her mistake was placing it close to where I would park. I ran over her little sapling more times than I could count, it would make her so angry. I drove by the old house some months ago and it was still there...all grown up now...it was one tough tree. Sookie was my annoying little sister but, she was always there for me and looked up to me. Some of my best memories were in that car with her. I would get home around 2:00am and wake her up to take her to Taco Bell on the weekends after I had been out with my friends. She never complained and would say that it was so cool of me to do that for her.... Sookie still remembers those nights and told me recently that those nights were the best she can remember living in that house.
It was a sad day when that car finally gave up...since it ran on love I never had engine problems, but the body of the car finally gave out. I fully aware that my baby would soon give out because my backseats were being pushed higher and higher up. Mechanics had told me that the undercarriage was so badly rusted that they were wondering how the car was still together. When it rained I couldn't put anything on the floor boards and the trunk because things got wet. June 21st 2001 it happened, it was late and I was driving home from work...they were doing road construction on one of the main streets and I might have been going a little fast. I hit a bump and I heard my car make an awful sound... I got home and went to bed not even thinking about it. When I woke up I saw the damage... my baby's back passenger wheel could not be seen from the back...the body finally gave out and my rear axle was where my back seat should have been. I cried so hard... Sausage came over and took me to lunch....we went car shopping and I picked out and purchased my first new car. The dealership gave me $50 for my car and I never saw her again.
My Mazda taught me one important lesson:
I can drive, smoke, shift and talk on my cell all at the same time
She might be dead but always alive in my mind.
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Good memories. My dad had a mazda for years when I was in grade school and high school. They were good little cars. Very reliable. I learned how to drive on that stick shift Mazda. I was a quick learner, and I remember my dad being amazed that I could do it so easily. He accused me of driving my friends' cars, but I hadn't. I had just been watching him drive for so long, it seemed natural to just do it.
I learned how to shuffle cards and do "the bridge" the same way -- by watching my dad.
That's a great post!
The bumper sticker and your brother in drag made me laugh out loud!
Speaking of your family, how's your dad? Tell him I said hi.
That was a delightful read! And now I'm feeling all sorts of nostalgic for my first car, a Chevy Chevette that also eventually succumbed to rotting floorboards and rusting frame disease rather than engine failure.
In college I thought it sounded cool to tell people my first car was a 'vette... Then wittily explain, oh no, not a Corvette, a Chevette. Makes me cringe to think I was that lame. Eeek.
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