Olive

Memorial Day weekend 2005 my Grandpa and I ventured down to Rhoden Auto to find me a car. I had driven one hoopty after another since I was 15. I finally had a Real Job so the next thing I needed to officially send me off into adult hood was a car payment.

Grandpa was somewhat of a car aficionado. He spent every Monday morning at the car lot telling dirty jokes and eating donuts with his buddies. So I couldn't think of anyone more suited to help me pick out a Brand New Car.

I had few requirements: good gas mileage, a CD player (yeah, there was no iPod then...) and a sun roof. I saw a pretty green one that met my high expectations. Grandpa and I drove it to my parents house that happened to be just across the street from the duplex I lived in. I got my dad's ecstatic seal of approval "Looks ok to me," and purchased my first Brand New Car.

Grandpa must have really known his stuff or I'm one lucky schmuck. My girl Olive just hit 88,888 miles and she's still going strong! Not bad for a pretty thing with a sun roof.