For the most part, I love my car. I love that she’s red, I love that she is a hybrid. I love having a hatchback again. I really like that she tells me when it’s time to change the oil, based on her internal workings and not an arbitrary date. And she’s small. No Intimida or Sherpa here; with a tank capacity of 8+ gallons, my monthly gas budget is about $30.
There is one frustrating thing though. She feels the need to let me know when tire pressure has changed, with a big ding and a reminder every time I start the car once she has noticed a pressure issue. This usually happens twice a year… when it first gets cold and then again in the late spring when it starts to get really warm. I usually just drive down to the dealership; they top the tires off right away and I don’t even have to get out of the car.
But this fall, the pressure notification has gone off TWICE. When we had a couple of seriously cold days last month and the again this past weekend when it was warmer. I will admit that I whined a bit to the service guy and he said that it was happening a lot this fall since the temperatures have fluctuated quite a bit.
While he was adjusting the air, I daydreamed about my fantasy car. I’d like to have those little lights on the sideview mirrors that indicate when someone is coming upon alongside you. I would love to have built-in GPS and a north/south/east/west display. Heated seats would be nice. Of course, my fantasy car would actually drive itself; of course that could only be supplanted by my ultimate fantasy car — a transporter. “Beam me over, Scotty.”
Tell me about your fantasy transportation.