A car can be your best friend or your worst enemy. I’ve learned in my short 12 years of driving that this can be true. I think car ownership has possibly even jaded my world view a bit. I’m not near as trusting as I was at the tender age of 16.
And thus begins a brief history of my automotive life.
We'll start with the first car and gradually continue.
1994- My first car was a blue 1987 Mazda. I named him Melton. Melton seemed like a chariot of freedom but strangely he smelled strongly of gas. I asked my dad if this was odd, as I had splitting headaches from the fumes every time I drove. I’m not just talking a scent….I’m talking OVERWHELMING stench of gas. A year later, when looking under the hood of my car, my dad noticed that gas was actually spurting on the engine. Amazing that I’m alive
Another adventure encountered with Melton:
Suprisingly modern for its age, Melton had a full digital dash; digital odometer, spedometer, gas tank readout. Typically you can depend on such gages, but with Melton, you could only depend on them if the temperature out side was 90 degrees or higher. Needless to say, I got everywhere VERY quickly (it's not speeding if you don't know how fast you are going, right?) and I ran out of gas OFTEN. Seven times? Now don't judge me. You may have run out too in these circumstances. Or maybe not. It did get to where I would call home from some strange place (pre-cell phone days) and say "guess what?" to which my parents would immediately ask "AGAIN?"
I may be the only person on record to get grounded for running out of gas.
I guess that all of us can't be in a hall of fame. But maybe this is mine.
stay tuned for the adventures with Job and Saul.
7 comments:
you are correct. P.O.C.O's brief but meaningful time in my life will be chronicled in the next blog.
Thanks for remembering. P.O.C.O would have appreciated it.
I remember the stench and the running out of gas. I think we were also under the impression that if we drove faster we would run out of gas slower. Geeze!
Poco was my 85 honda....dont try and steal the car from me....but isnt it true that once you got rid of melton you saw it at a parking lot and went and talked to the owner (a guy i knew) and made sure he was taking good care of him.
lol schwalk! I totally forgot about that! It was at the movie theater in Burleson and I know for sure that that was the same car so I went to talk to them and they were smoking in the car and I did tell them that they needed to take good care of Melton and that he's never been smoked in before. I was so strange! And I did drive POCO for a month or two...thus the "brief but meaningful" part.
But it was ultimately yours, yes.
Hey I picked you up a few times when you ran out of gas---remember when it was right by the gas station between there and Taylor? Wasn't that a Racetrac then?
You never cease to amaze me!!!!
thanks for being there in my time of need, Holly. :)
Now if I remember correctly, you were not grounded for the running out of gas, but for approaching dark houses to ask for help in the middle of the night along the deserted back road you ran out of gas on....
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