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I did not learn to drive until my twenties. My two poor kids I hauled inside a wagon! That wagon creaked when filled with groceries! Fed up, I said, “My kids I won’t be draggin’!” I got my license at age twenty-four. We didn’t have much money, and I think I got a car whose kind is found no more - a Monza, and it’s shade was rosy pink! It cost me Fifteen-hundred, and I thought I’d own it for a while, but here’s the fact: A lemon was that first car that I’d bought. We took a family trip; its block was cracked! It broke down on the freeway. Lucky me! Not drivable, it was not worth repairing. I talked my hubbie into something pretty - another car with me he’d not be sharing. It was an old white Mustang, not too bad. But something sure was wrong. It liked to die at almost each long stop. DANG, I’d been had! At busy intersections, I’d almost cry! We tried to fix it, but it never seemed to stay fixed long, and so I saved my money to buy the kind of car of which I’d dreamed. At last I found HER. She was a honey! The car for me was one I could adore - a used Camaro - sporty and baby blue. I can’t recall, but maybe she was 2-door and she did not break down; that car stayed true! I drove her out to California when we moved out there; but one day at the wheel I got crashed by a crazy trucker. Then my sweet car was repaired and painted teal! Gone now was that baby blue I’d flaunted. Her miles too were getting very high. We moved back to our old state; I wanted to trade her in before she chanced to die! My next used car was nice, but in my eyes It wasn’t ME; it had no sporty feel. New Yorker was its name, a compromise in gray! I searched for one I’d like for real! And then I saw another “she,” an utter beauty, a white convertible with black top. For weeks she sat for sale. Heart a-flutter, I bought that Mustang, cream of the used crop! I always bought my cars a wee bit old to save on cost, and this one had some miles. I dressed her up; her wheels got trimmed in gold. When folks yelled out, “Nice car,” I was all smiles! I loved that Mustang, so I then had made a license plate called Andie55. I’d put the top down; in that car I played with wind that tossed my hair. I felt alive! At last the time arrived to trade her in. A hundred thousand miles on cars concerns me. A beige convertible then made me grin - A Spyder Eclipse by Mitsubishi. I got some heads turned driving her but missed my gold-trimmed Mustang, and my tall spouse Joe felt cramped when in that car; it made him pissed! She too got old and then she had to go. The car I’m driving now is halfway to the time its warranty’s set to expire. In five more years I know just what I’ll do about the time that folks my age retire! I bought my Kia Forte just to please my husband, and it’s been an OK car, but I want something more than driving ease. A SHE car is a better one by far!! That license plate made just for me is gone. Though Kia‘s the first brand new car I‘ve bought, the kind of car I want to put back on my ANDIE55 is a car I’ll love a LOT! for the Women Only (WOULD YOU, COULD YOU) Write About Cars Contest of PD and Skat
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