Oh, Zuk. This car is a constant blessing to us and sometimes…more than a blessing. It needs to make a run to the shop in the big city soon, but until then, we are putting up a few quirks, such as:
– We only have one windshield wiper. It took us three months to find the right 12″ blades, because apparently no cars require this anymore. Once we finally found the blades, we realized we were missing one of the arms. So we just use one for now, and choose to be thankful that its on the driver’s side!
– The radio is somewhat possessed. It turns on randomly, which really disturbs some of our neighbors.
– A broken windshield, still. The kids really like to repeatedly point to this and say, “No good.”
– A broken roll-your-own-window-down-handle. This means that at every police check we wait until the last possible moment to see if they’ll require us to roll down our window. They don’t understand that it will take us another ten minutes to get it back up.
Anyway, it gives us a lot of humor. And it keeps us thankful that we have a great way to get people to the hospital, and it’s great that we don’t mind if soy milk is spilled it every week and blood more often than I’m comfortable with admitting.
And then today, we offered our car to someone to borrow, and Stephen described it this way, “It drives…like a jaguar. Not like a Jaguar car, but like an actual jaguar. Imagine if you tried to drive an animal; it’s about like that.”
This post is awesome.