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Why would anyone name a car, like it's a puppy or a kitten, one of the kids or whatever? It's a hunk of iron, wood, fabric, paint, rust, setting on rubber tires that drinks gas, uses oil, has a stinking, smelly exhaust, pollutes the air and does nothing but cost you money for however long you own it. I guess I'm guilty also, simply because I've tagged a few names on some of the cars I've owned over the years, but I wouldn't repeat them in public. The MGB got a few new names the day I hooked up the heater control, working through a 2 inch hole, on my back, neck out of joint and legs twisted like a cork screw, um, I won't repeat those either. Some people get so affectionate about their car/cars like their human or something. Strange, very strange. :crazy: