An Unexpected Bond With My Car
I have never been particularly fond of my car. My first vehicle, a 2000-something Geo Prizm, was given to me by my aunt when I was 15 and remained with me until I moved to New York City at 24.
It served me well throughout high school, college, and the first two years of my post-graduate life, despite receiving minimal care from me. At one point, the power steering stopped working, and a mechanic discovered that I had somehow damaged the steering column, causing the power steering fluid to leak out.
I told him I would just drive it like that.
My current car, a 2014 Subaru Impreza, has received similar neglect and complaints from me. I tend to drive it as little as possible.
Author's summary: Forming a bond with an unexpected object.
More News
- Santa Clara County expected to lose millions in housing grants - San José Spotlight
- Rain & thunderstorms with a big temperature range today
- Fall into art at the 45th Annual Setauket Artists exhibit | TBR News Media
- John Fetterman Says Democrats Are To Blame For Govt. Shutdown: 'Wrong Thing For The Country'
- Zoe Saldaña on How Cartier’s Panthère Reflects Her Strength and Grace
- Baby Emmanuel's father pleads guilty to second-degree murder of his missing 7-month-old son
- Bucks' next move after cutting Chris Livingston feels inevitable
- For Good or Bad, On Field and Off, Twins Franchise Looks Ready to Lean Back Into the 'Twins Way'
- Inside Yohji Yamamoto’s Enduring Legacy - Yohji Yamamoto Interview
- Liam Payne’s Final Days in Argentina, One Year After His Death: Fans, Concerts, Bowling, and Excess