Cars are complex and fascinating machines, especially now that they’re getting more and more advanced. With that in mind, you can know a lot about one aspect about a car but remain completely clueless about others. Now’s the time to ask.
I was always skeptical of car clubs, but I wound up loving the one I found at my university. It was filled with enthusiasts and people were real nice to each other, even though the first few meet-ups were so filled with BMWs and Mitsubishi Evos that we nicknamed ourselves BMWs, Evos and Friends.
Car clubs, especially in a high school or college setting, can be a godsend. Generally, they give us car people a place to hang out with other car people without boring all the normal people stupid with all our car talk. Tell me about your club.
Everyone has one of these, a person in their lives who they are absolutely terrified to drive with. This person could be a friend, a family member, a coworker. Or maybe it’s you!
I’m fairly sure all of you have a person in mind for this: That one friend that you’re absolutely terrified to drive with. When you ride with them, it feels like you’re taking your life in your hands. Tell me about That One Friend.
Sometimes you’re young and stupid, and sometimes you’re, uh, not. Sometimes you get into that head space that says doing that One Thing to your car will make it cooler. You’re not always right.
If we’re lucky, cars are largely with us through life’s ups and downs. We learn and grow as we age and our cars are there for us. Unfortunately, sometimes that means we learn through doing dumb stuff to them.
I don’t know how it happened, but I woke up this morning in the mood to be grossed out. And I’m taking you all with me. Turn back now or sit tight here, because we’re about to go through some really disgusting car messes.
I don’t allow messes in my car. There’s no eating when you’re inside. There is a wad of microfiber towels at the ready in the trunk and in the seat pockets to wipe up the crap. But clearly, not everyone abides by this lifestyle. What’s the most disgusting mess you’ve seen in a car?
It’s a hard day for all of us when it’s time to give up on a car, especially if it has high personal value. If you’re on the fence about this very decision yourself, you might find some answers here.
As much as we fight and fight against the fact, our cars probably won’t stick around with us forever. Eventually things start to break, costs start to mount and it just doesn’t make sense to keep them around anymore.
“Make good decisions!” you parents definitely shouted at you as they dropped you off on your first day of school. Don’t you wish you could have yelled the same thing back at them, especially when it came to their cars?
At this point, we’ve heard plenty about your bad car decisions. Now, it’s time to switch things up a bit and look to your parents. I’m sure they’ve also made some poor automotive decisions and then simply passed the genes on down to you.
We’re pretty spoiled these days. We’re spoiled because new cars, even mass market ones, are all pretty dependable and good. The industry standard has risen so much that you really can’t get away with selling a shitbox anymore. But a few still manage to escape the crusher and join us on the roads.
Once upon a time, it was easy to point at an AMC Gremlin or a Ford Pinto and laugh at how bad they were. They were volume-sellers for sure, but that didn’t change the fact that they suffered from atrocious build quality and, uh, fire.
Trying to live your life with no regrets is a nice philosophy to have, but it isn’t always the easiest to carry out. Especially when it comes to cars. Cars can be a drain on your patience and your wallet. Or you sometimes (foolishly) think that you can find a better one somewhere else.
Just like you never forget your first car, you also never forget your first car accident. And unfortunately, they are just a part of the growing pains associated with being a new driver.
A bad traffic jam is one of the most aggravating things a driver can experience. Sitting there, waiting to move an inch, while the line of cars in front of us extends out as far as the eye can see—it’s absolute hell.
Traffic is to driving as apple pie is to America. You can’t have one without the other. We’ve all had our fair share of bad jams, so now I’m asking you to relive your worst.
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