After three-quarters of a year, my Beetle is even harder to understand than before.
Every day isn’t created equal. This is about one of the bad ones and how it relates to rally racing, my favourite motor sport.
I’ve only owned a car while living in a small town. So I was apprehensive about owning one in a big(-ish) city. Here’re some things that make me happy and sad about it.
Bank fees make me angry and sad. I try to avoid them where I can but, sometimes, you’ve gotta buy a car.
Should we care what other people think about our choices? Let’s use cars as an example.
Cash is a great way to “feel” the actual amount of an expense. But sometimes hiding behind plastic is a good thing.
Trying to make a choice makes us miserable and less happy with the result. Do yourself a favour and fall in love with your next car by not choosing it.