Well, I'll be the first to confess - I love my girl more than my car [img]tongue.gif[/img]
I find myself constantly having to fix it or take it somewhere to be looked at. There's always
something - worn-out brake pads, screwed oil filters, flat tyres, crappy suspension - it becomes an expensive joke. Then there's speeding tickets; I pick them up all too easily, and having to watch my speedometer all the time isn't something I want to have to deal with. I do enjoy driving when there's an open road ahead of me and I haven't got any worries, especially if it's a nice day and there's a good song playing in my car. But tending to the mechanical side of things and constantly debating whether it'll get me from A to B overshadows the fun of it a lot of the time.
My girlfriend, on the other hand, is a lot simpler. Saying "get me a sandwich" is so much easier than dragging a '95 Hyundai to the garage after yet another worn-out fan belt
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