and this is my new love: the Scion XA. It’s cute, very fuel-efficient, tiny, has tons of storage space, and even has this built-in feature that helps you control the shifting in the automatic versions better, which is the one thing I’ve always been annoyed about with automatics. And my left ankle is tired of Seattle hills and stop-and-go traffic jams, and the automatic gets almost as great mileage as the manual (and probably better, considering how I’m used to driving a manual just to get enough acceleration to not crash and stuff). Woo.
Scion, baby. It even has a cool name, like “science” and “ion” nad “lion” and “orion” and “Zion”. Ssssssscion. It sounds like Lord Voldemort’s saying. Two or three of them fit into a normal parking spot. I think I’m in love.
Oh yeah, and it has anti-lock breaks and airbags and all that safety jazz I’ve never had. SWEET.
Plus, you know, my passengers will no longer have to let themselves out by rolling down the window. I won’t have to duct-tape open my lock anymore. The trunk hopefully won’t leak, it won’t make that scary noise when I shift suddenly, and the reverse gear will work every time on the first try. I am so seriously considering buying a brand new car. I feel that I’ve earned the right.