Have you ever had a favorite car, bike (or other mode of transportation)? If so, what was it, and why did you like it so much?
September 13, 2023 | Sparkle Wednesday
When our older son, Jackson, was two weeks old, we got it into our craws that we needed a new car, a safe car suitable for transporting our new little bundle of joy. Not being good car researchers or shoppers, we headed out to the Subaru dealership, and two hours later, we pulled into the driveway with our new, black Subaru Outback Legacy.
About two years later, we drove Leo, our younger son, home from the hospital in that car. Sticky car seats, old Cheerios, and sippy cups, that car, which we nicknamed “Sally Betty,” transported us safely to and fro. Roberto, our first family dog, rode home with us in SB.
The boys grew up with that car. We drove it to Yellowstone, Chicago, Indiana, Duluth, many camping/cabin trips, snowstorms, etc. It was my favorite car because it brings back so many cherished memories. Plus, it was a great car!
What about you? Have you ever had a favorite car, bike (or other mode of transportation)? If so, what was it, and why did you like it so much?
My favorite bike was an old Trek touring bike that I rode along time until the frame broke.
We had many cars growing up, but one I liked was an old police car our dad got us. I don’t really know anything about engines, but this car had a 383 magnum (it sounds good) and would make this awesome noise when you stepped down on the gas or floored it. You could actually feel the car slight elevate as it projected like a rocket. Our sister Susan claimed the car would operate better if you gunned it as you hit railroad tracks near the old Forehand place sending the car slightly airborne. Keep in mind it was a former police car. I think it got about 3 mpg. I am not sure if the car had functioning seatbelts. It was a dream machine.
I think I was in about 3rd grade when I got my brand blue Schwinn bike. Susan got a purple one.
We rode everywhere, including 7 Eleven, delivering Girl Scout cookies and a very long ride to Randall Farms.
I loved that bike. I knew it was a real sacrifice for Mom and Dad to buy them. We were elated. 😊