Cars Are Cars
I'm all set to get me some new wheels. I am getting that paragon of civic virtue, the Civic Hybrid. Oh, damn, the new MINI Cooper convertible is out. damn damn damn...
No, really, I'm getting the Honda Civic Hybrid. Great mileage, low pollution. I fit. (Headroom is usually the issue. I don't fit in lots of cars.) Molly gets to pick the color.
At least two people I know at work have one of these. They are happy with the car. My nearly four year old Acura, with 106,000 miles on it has been extremely reliable. I have high hopes for the Civic.
I've been figuring out the luxuries I'm giving up, so I know going into it and so I won't be disappointed later. No sun/moon roof. No seat warmer. I can feel the pity flowing my way.
No, really, I'm getting the Honda Civic Hybrid. Great mileage, low pollution. I fit. (Headroom is usually the issue. I don't fit in lots of cars.) Molly gets to pick the color.
At least two people I know at work have one of these. They are happy with the car. My nearly four year old Acura, with 106,000 miles on it has been extremely reliable. I have high hopes for the Civic.
I've been figuring out the luxuries I'm giving up, so I know going into it and so I won't be disappointed later. No sun/moon roof. No seat warmer. I can feel the pity flowing my way.
posted by Lee at 10:31 PM
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