How to Tame Your Draggin'
I do not want a car. I am
perfectly happy walking. The last car I owned was a free
spirit and it has found its Garden of Speedin'. I do not
need a car. I don't have to pay for maintenance, nor
stuff like temporary car insurance before I can drive it
home. So said I, when my children insisted I needed a
car because walking at my age wasn't safe, nor was it
healthy. I'd have had something to say about the age
thing, but they're both bigger than I am; talk about not
being safe or healthy. So the search was on.
A seller told my daughter his car had been possessed. By
whom? No, not that kind of possessed. She wasn't to
think of an old movie called Christine or Herbie the
wonder bug. No, this car simply had a mind of its own
and definitely knew when its owner was right for it. My
daughter made a wondering, Idunno, kind of sound, so the
seller told her more of the story.
get excellent temporary car insurance policies in
Apparently, the temporary car insurance taken out on the
car when it was bought by the first owner didn't cover
tree climbing. The car didn't think this owner was right
for it so it got itself into the lowest branch of a tree
until the situation was remedied. My daughter laughed.
Nor did the second owner have better luck, for the car
literally breathed fire on the driver just after taking
out the policy to drive the car home. My daughter looked
at me with a horrified look. The third hardy soul wasn't
so happy after the car flew through the air with no
provocation or speeding, so that now the car sat on his
lot, waiting for the perfect owner to come along.
We went to see the car the next day, temporary car
insurance policy in hand just in case the car liked me.
We walked around the car admiring the flow of its design
and the vibrancy of its color. We popped the hood so my
son could see if it ran. The owner asked if I wanted to
drive it. My kids looked hesitant, but I winked at them
and grabbed the keys to test drive the car.
The temporary car insurance policy is now permanent and
I have a car. All that was needed is that sense of
identification all things have with each other, from our
favorite bike to our favorite baking pan to our favorite
electric tools on our workbench. Oh, yes, the bond
between me and my car includes lessons on how not to
block my side view with the wings.
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