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April 28, 2008

Sorry Ladies…

But men will always have wandering eyes. It is a hard and true fact. It isn’t that your date/boyfriend/husband doesn’t like/care about/love you, they simply like beautiful things. Don’t assume he’s always looking at a woman.

To the eyes of your humble author, owning a car is like having a girlfriend. We spend time together, take care of one another, get dirty and get into arguments. But at the end of the day, we will always enjoy each others company. To be quite honest, I couldn’t live without her. Not seeing the connection? Let me lay it out for you…

Getting to know one another: This phase typically takes time for both parties. You have to figure out what she likes and dislikes (Likes: Regular Unleaded, Dislikes: 5w-40), treat her right (good wash ‘n wax should do), and make sure that she doesn’t have a history (previous accident, namely).

Dates: Every so often you should take her out. Let her get all dressed up (shine those wheels and tires) and find a good place to go and enjoy the scenery. Not all dates have to be out to the town though. It’s never too cold to go play in the snow (Make sure she has proper attire -shameless pun- for maximum pleasure).

Anniversaries: Treat her to a State Inspection once a year. Naturally she’ll always ask for something expensive to celebrate (new belts, clutch, brakes).

Day to day living: She’ll always need a little money for something (most often its gas, sometimes oil) and being a gentlemen, you’ll refuse to let her pay. During the spring and fall she’ll want more money for a new outfit or shoes (summer tires/winter tires).

Saying, “Goodbye”: As with many relationships, you’ll start to wear on each other after a while. Her constant whining (broken fan motor) and high maintenance won’t make things any easier. And like the rest of us, she’ll start to sag and get cancer (rust) at some point. When this happens, you just gotta leave her. Don’t look back though, there are plenty of younger, more attractive women out there (at your favorite local dealer).

Knowing when you found, “The One”: This is indeed a rare moment and a very special one at that. You’ll know when you found “The One” when you look forward to going on dates (drives), don’t mind spending time together (washing and detailing) and even take the time to work out your differences (replacing a broken fan motor is a pain you know). You may even come up with new ways to keep one another busy (restoration). Some people may not stick with the one they love forever, but they will always remember them.

And now I ask you? Have you met the (automotive) love of your life? Have any (automotive) crushes?

Pearl, you’ll forever be in my heart.

Remember that girlfriend that almost got you killed on five separate occasions, carries enough baggage to make a C130 pilot go “unh-uh” and gets you harassed by your friends to dump her? That’s Susan. Or Jennifer. Or whatever my car’s name is. All I know is that bitch is tryin’ to kill me.

This, however, is Juanita. Or Felicity. I’m bad with car names. She’s might be Bob. I don’t care, since she’ll be perfect for me.

*sighs wistfully, gazing into the distance*

Comment by Larry — April 28, 2008 @ 9:27 am

Haha this post is great.

For me it was a 94 Toyota Corolla… she wasn’t the prettiest, she wasn’t the fastest, but by golly I knew beyond any doubt that this car loved me and I her. Then came the cancer (rust). It took her from me and I was forced to helplessly watch her fade away and out of my life forever. As my life took a downward spiral, I attempted to love again… All efforts so far has yielded nothing more than frustration and pain.

I miss you baby.

Comment by Will — April 28, 2008 @ 10:12 am

Saw the lady of your dreams this weekend Larry. Same color too. Right in Boston.

She was SMOKIN.

Comment by Travis — April 28, 2008 @ 11:58 am

Wow…yeah.

First was the ‘86ish Mercury Sable or something. It was a boat, only two of the windows would roll down, and I had the entire back of it packed with blown-out speakers. She was lacking in proper hygiene and gave me more problems than she was worth. We broke up soon after her radiator and power steering died.

Second was the ‘94 Cavileer, she was faithful to the end (well, until something better came along anyway). I’m pretty sure she had a crush on Will’s Corolla. Definitely the first car I ever fell in love with.

Third was the ‘95 Lumina. We had problems from the bat when I got the cold shoulder for an entire winter (faulty thermostat or something, I got no heat). She was ejected shortly after a few months.

Fourth was the ‘97 Ford Escort. She was a sporty little car, and my first standard. With nice tight curves, a trim figure, and plenty of kick for such a small car. She knew how to handle a man and loved to be dominated. I’ll never forget her… Unfortunately she recently lost a battle to cancer as well.

Left with a feeling of loss that I thought I’d never get over, I knew my only hope lied in finding something that would last me much longer, something that wouldn’t abandon me. She’s the black version of this. With her new Sync system she really understands me. She’s comfortable, flashy, and spunky, everything I was looking for in a new car. She may not quite be a replacement for the Escort, but she’s a start.

Also, as a side note, Jill once asked me if I’d leave her for a Corvette and I responded, “No. Unless it had boobs. Maybe a Corvette with boobs.”

Comment by Tristan — April 28, 2008 @ 8:30 pm

awwwwww!!*tear*
this is sooo emotive….specially for someone that grew up in a tunning garage….i guess im the girl of a thousand loves,,,
check out this video…its a laugh! but sooo true..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m4GNrpI5HSs&feature=related
Antto;)

Comment by antto — April 28, 2008 @ 11:08 pm

I’m not quite sure how that came back around to Chocolate…

Comment by Travis — April 28, 2008 @ 11:19 pm

I know I say this all the time but this time I mean it!… I am done with cars!

Comment by Will — April 28, 2008 @ 11:19 pm

Much like my love life, I was a late bloomer. I didn’t get Vroomobile until about a year ago. Much like my ex, she is stubborn, damaged goods, and doesn’t like the cold. Unlike my ex she is somewhat reliable, loud, has good a/c, and if I crashed her into a wall at 50mph I would be able to walk out alive.

Comment by HP — April 29, 2008 @ 9:35 am

Unlike all of you my first foray into the whorl wind romance was very petit. She was a measly 400cc, and had exactly two feet on the ground. We had some ruff time’s together, from her chain coming off mid-acceleration to almost driving off many corners because of her lack of any mobility. Eventually I realized she was nothing more then a death trap, and traded her for Vivian, who I still have a love dearly.

Comment by The Hippy — April 29, 2008 @ 2:55 pm

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