My fantastic red car
by marzena_capulet on March 16, 2009
in students
I have no idea why my car describes me more than other things. I always thought that a car was an extension of man’s penis. I took it for granted. I was very surprised when my friends, especially men, bought a lot of unnecessary gadgets to their expensive cars and I was shocked when they cared more about their cars than their wives. Even two years ago I thought that I wouldn’t like to have a car, simply because twenty-five years before I had had a horrible accident and I was afraid to drive.
I was forced to start driving two years ago, when the new court was built. It was so far from my office that I had to buy a car. There were two reasons to buy it – one was that I hated taking a bus, the other was the money I spent on taxis every day.
I didn’t remember how to drive so I had to take extra lessons with a professional instructor. An average student usually takes a few extra lessons, a stupid student takes 20 lessons. I took 50 extra lessons. Imagine how driving was strange for me. When I finally was able to drive, it appeared that my husband was jealous about his car and he didn’t want to share it with me. I had 15.000 zlotys (too little to buy a good car) and I decided to buy a car myself, without any help from any men. I did it.
Now I’m an owner of a fantastic red, sports car and I’ve changed my opinion about cars. My red Hyundai is like me: unusual, a bit old and very noticeable. Like me, it never breaks down. Like me, it can work hard every day without any moaning. It is 10 years old so I don’t have to worry when I damage it a little.
Generally such a sports car is associated with young men, so when I get out of my Hyundai everybody is surprised. It is also for fast drivers so everybody smiles when they see the green leaf at its back.
I can’t imagine surviving a day without my car.