June 27th is fast approaching, that being the one year anniversary of me and my car, which was named “Paula”. Since Rand Paul did epically bad in this election cycle, I have decided to rename my car Carly, which sounds much more adorable if my ears are correct. I didn’t even bother to name my other three cars, but let’s just go over their life cycles, and how they came to be destroyed.
- 2003 Toyota Corolla (July 2012 – August 2014): My first car was a used car, handed down to me by my sister. I drove approximately two years with it without any major accidents, which proves I am a decent driver, right?! When I moved to Las Vegas in August 2014, the head gasket blew up and luckily I exited the freeway at the correct time. Sadly, the vehicle could no longer operate, and it became cheaper at the time to dispose of it than to fix it.
- 2001 Honda Civic (August 2014 – December 2014): This car only lasted a couple of months, because I ran a red light in Las Vegas and t-boned a woman as she was turning left on a protected turn. Oops. When I went up to her and asked if she was okay, she had the audacity to shout at me “What the FUCK is your problem?!”. Some people need anger management I suppose.
- 2015 Ford Fiesta (December 2014 – June 2015): This car lasted a good half of the year in Las Vegas. Unfortunately, when I was looking for housing in Los Angeles for the upcoming school year, I ran a yellow light, where a driver turned left on an UNPROTECTED turn. It was totally his fault. And probably karma for the accident I caused prior to that. Some damages are provided below as evidence.
- 2015 Honda Accord (Carly) (June 2015 – PRESENT): That brings us to our last, and best car of all, which I hope will last the longest out of all my cars. If not, it is a total waste of money, because most of my teaching “pay” over the last two years have been used to pay for these stupid cars and accidents. Oops.
Here’s hoping I don’t die crashing a huge car in Hawaii. Happy anniversary Carly!
