Sunday, January 07, 2007

Little Red Maz-da!

Well my friends, the forces that be have been encouraging me to tell you all something. For about a week, every time I go out, I see many a special car. Not my favorite car in the world, but my favorite car that I've owned.

Almost 3 years into our stay in Arizona, Hubby and I decided we wanted to get a "fun" car. After a lifetime of cars we were given, cars we could afford and cars that we got a good deal on, we thought we might try to find something we really wanted. I had always wanted a convertible, and since we lived in Arizona - what better place to own one! We searched for several weeks and one day I happened upon an Ebay auction for the most beautiful little 1988 Mazda RX7 I'd ever seen. Now, we'd bought small items on Ebay before, but nothing the magnitude of a vehicle. So, as a joke, I emailed the link to Hubby to see what he would do. The car was for sale by a lot across town, so I told him I would go check it out after work. I got off work as soon as I could but got stuck in traffic on the way. I was about 5 miles from the lot, just to look at the car mind you, and Hubby called me on my cell. "Well, I hope it looks as good in person as it does online." he says. Laughing I replied "yah, it's a cute little car, I can't wait to see it." Hubby says "good thing, cause you now own it." :O

He won the auction.

Thank my lucky stars; 5 minutes later I rolled up on this...

Oh Yah! It was mint; absolutely perfect and stunning and showed no wear anywhere. At 15 years old, it had less than 60,000 miles on it.

I have never loved a car more. I have never cried so much over having to sell it a year and a half later. When we found out Kiddo was on his way, we made the decision to let it go. I still regret it.

There is so much I could say about that car, but I need to wrap this up. Tell me about your favorite car. Share your stories. I'm listening. :)

Oh yes, and my self-portrait for the day...
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GenieC said...


kassie said...

Cute car. I know how you feel. When I left my daughters father I went out and bought something I had always wanted a 1998 Ford Mustang. (Well I wanted an old 1960's one but you know) the car is really a symbol of independence from that bad relationship and I told my husband now that I will never sell it. It will become a flower pot in my yard before I will ever let it go.

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