49. Daisy

I have never really been a car person.

For most of my life I have had one criteria for all my cars, and that is that they never break down. So I would usually buy a Honda, and I would usually buy it used (because less money is always better than more money!) And then I would try to keep it running forever.

So well into the 21st century I was driving a car with no cup holders and no automatic windows and a stick shift and whatever color the car happened to be, because I was buying it used from some random person.

Then one day about 4 years ago me and my little black Honda Civic with a stick shift and no cup holders were minding our own business on the highway when we were slammed from the side and spun off the road. Totaled.

So I actually decided to buy a new car! And pick out the color! And name her Daisy! And join the modern age!

And I love my car. It’s my adventure mobile! Ready for a trip at a moment’s notice

We have been hanging out for the last 4 years and really enjoying each other’s company.

So now I am a car person. Or at least a person who loves my car.

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