This has died (a moment of respectful silence, please).
It led a long and useful life as my dad's car, before becoming our car nearly 8 years ago (Gregg calls it "the gem"). We knew its days were numbered, but we were trying to hold off from replacing it until it actually died, with the economy as it is right now. Gregg wanted a "fun" car, but economics have guided us into practicality (again).
The Gem needs a new transmission, and it's not worth the investment.
We have been borrowing a car from my parents, while we waited for Gregg to come home from Spain and decide what he wants as a replacement. It helps to have a brother-in-law (who is as honest as the day is long) in the used-car business (Auto Connections East). So yesterday, we bought this
on his lot, and it is now Gregg's immaculate, practical, gas-economical, sturdy, reliable commuter car. It's not new (a 2002), but it only has 25,000 miles on it & the price was modest! We're happy and grateful. David is not thrilled, or impressed with our choice, as he had his sights set on something a little jazzier, but we figure that he can always get a job and buy a jazzier car for himself, one day. Or this one might start looking good to him.
We had a quick visit with Laura & Tom at their house, on our way to pick up the car; we got to love on Wrigley, and meet the infamous Chumley. He came up to greet us at the front door, and looked as if he was going to let me pet him, but instead, he gave me a swat and a growl. Of course, I'm in love with him. He's unattainable, and therefore very attractive. *sigh* Beverly, if you're reading this, you have my sympathies. I get it now.