Now, that's not exactly my car, since mine was blue and had a wee bit 'rust on it. But not bad for an 18 year old who wans to cruise . . . And this was 1991, so it wasn't all that old, either. . . Then came the heady rush of steady employement, and my next vehicle--my first "new" one--was:
I know, I know . . . "nice station wagon," as Keith once said to me. I have to tell you, at times I miss my Vue. It was a great utility vehicle, and I used its spaciousness quite a lot. Last year, however, I turned in my baby SUV in order to get better gas mileage--and this was (luckily) before the gas prices went through the roof. Now I drive this baby:
Well, pretty close. Mine's a bit spiffier, but I get about 31-32 mpg with mostly interstate highway driving, and I love the bells and whistles. The Onstar on board is a nice benefit, too.
So there it is--a history of me in cars. Do with it what you will.