We are such an automobile-centric society and rely so heavily on this mass of steel on four wheels. But for many car owners, it's more than just a hunk of junk... it's their baby, their alter-ego, their time-travel vehicle, their Batmobile, their L-O-V-E machine.
There are untold stories and memories locked away in countless of cars across the country. So now is your chance to tell your story.Photo credit: Arthur Martins Franco Bisneto
For me, a car is just a means to get from point A to point B.
But I do have fond memories of my very first car, a 1977 Plymouth Fury III, that was handed down to me from my dad during my senior year in high school. I thought I was just SO cool driving this big ol' yellow four door tank; yes, it was somewhat uncool in the fact that it used to belong to my father... but the coolness factor was that I could fit in about 12 kids across the big black vinyl bench seats if we all squeezed in and sat on each other's lap. Yeah, Eva was cool ; )
Lots more stories to tell, but in the meantime, what's the story behind your fav car?
Add your story in Comments or you can Contact Me so I can interview you, and I'll post your story here and include it in my upcoming book too.
In the meantime, happy travelin'!
Helping you Sort Things Out, one step at a time!
Regards,
Eva
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