|refusing to accept his real age|
When I got the car at age 16, I always imagined being the only owner, driving it until it drove no more. But when my grandma recently moved to Florida, she decided not to drive anymore and offered me her car if I'd sell my old friend and give her the money. At first I refused. How could I sell my old, loyal friend for a younger, fancier friend? No way.
But when I planned to visit a friend who isn't a car, I borrowed grandma's car to make the drive a little easier. It is a Honda Civic just like The Luxury Sedan, but its automatic transmission and cruise control would make seven hours through the Florida boonies better.
|The Luxury Sedan and Beyonce had to be separated at first.|
That sealed the deal. As we chatted for hours on the open road, I had to keep Beyonce, who was named after the pop superstar.
I imagined saying goodbye to The Luxury Sedan would be hard - I envisioned tears and screams toward it, parents holding me back by the ankles, as my old friend chugged away with a "fuck you!" as it shifted into second. None of that happened other than the "fuck you!" but that was just a neighborhood toddler. The Luxury Sedan drove off into the sunset (we insisted the buyers came at 8 p.m.) leaving Beyonce alone in the driveway.
|The Cackling Hen as a baby.|
|Jill visited for 100,000 miles.|
Clinging to my first car wouldn't have kept me 16. I turned 27 this weekend regardless. While no one counts down the days until his or her 27th birthday, I wouldn't want to be 16 again either. (17, yes, if I turned into Zac Efron.) But we become attached to our cars like our friends in such a vast, mobile country where one needs a car to get just about anywhere easily. We Americans need our space, and because of it, need our cars. We take pride in reliable cars like those reliable friends, because those friends who break down all the time become pains in the ass.
|Neither of these hens is Nikki.|
|Loving Florida and college life|
|Everyone wanted to be The Luxury Sedan|
|Neither Beyonce nor The Luxury Sedan|
|Cruisin' on half.|
|So VIP... Lounge.|
|Our wedding photo. Still accepting gifts. <3|