An Ode to My Element
Today, I had to drive five hours for business... in a rental car. Last night, on my way to WalMart to get last minute supplies, a seventeen year-old girl ran a red light in an SUV, T-boned a compact car at 50 mph, and my poor Element was a casualty. Luckily, it is fixable but is out of commission.
Unfortunately, I needed to leave today for the aforementioned business which will keep me out of town until Friday evening. Thus, the rental car.
I miss my Element. I miss the big comfy seats. I miss the height. I miss the ability to block sun the whole width of my windshield with my visor. And I miss the confidence of knowing how long it will take to brake, how sharply I can take a turn, and my "booster" button for get-up-and-go.
Whatever will I do when my Element is gone for good?
Unfortunately, I needed to leave today for the aforementioned business which will keep me out of town until Friday evening. Thus, the rental car.
I miss my Element. I miss the big comfy seats. I miss the height. I miss the ability to block sun the whole width of my windshield with my visor. And I miss the confidence of knowing how long it will take to brake, how sharply I can take a turn, and my "booster" button for get-up-and-go.
Whatever will I do when my Element is gone for good?