It’s tough being a parent sometimes. You raise these people and then eventually they get to a certain age and they just don’t need you anymore. My son is twenty-one now and he’s working full-time and has his license. He hasn’t bought his own car just yet but that’s partly our influence as we have …
I’d just been told that my father was a vampire. It was a lot to take in, so I stumbled back, taking a seat in the auto shop. The owner, who I now realised must be a vampire too, came and sat beside me. “You seriously didn’t see this coming?” the man said. “The lack …
This morning I woke up and got ready for the day ahead. It was going to be a big one, as I had an appointment at the local mechanic, followed by a big date at my favourite restaurant. I put on my best jeans, hopped into my four-wheel drive and began my adventure of the …
Cars: can’t live with ‘em, can’t live without ‘em. I mean, you can live without them, obviously. It’s not like they’re part of our breathing apparatus or anything. In fact, there’s a good argument that we’d breathe easier without cars and their noxious fumes, not to mention their cortisol spike-inducing running costs. In all likelihood, …
You know, back in the eighties, having a car was a big deal…in school. Everyone still had them when they were grown up, but time was that you could drive a car to school and you’d be the most popular kid, because you could give rides and skive off way more easily. Of course, stupid …