Hi folks, long time. Sadly once again it's disaster that brings me back.
My Cruze was totaled in an accident last month. It's never a good time for that, but it was especially crappy timing because it happened two weeks before I was to move from Indiana back to Ohio to be closer to family. Thankfully no one was injured and I didn't need the car for the move, but it was just one more hugely stressful thing on top of another hugely stressful thing. What I DID need the car for was the 800-mile road trip to a friend's wedding that was a week after my my move.
Even more frustrating is that I was just a few months away from it being completely paid off. I was really looking forward to many more years of driving it and the financial relief of not having to make any more car payments.
Depressed and angry, I had to start thinking about what my next car would be. Before the accident I knew that my next car after the Cruze would be an EV, but that was going to be many more years in the future. And then I thought about getting a car I had always wanted: a Corvette. Particularly an '80s C4; I always loved the pre-facelift exterior styling and the angular dash with now retro-futuristic digital instruments.
After I got the insurance payout from the accident, I looked on FB Marketplace and found out that C4s were surprisingly available and relatively inexpensive. One listing looked particularly enticing: it was an '89 (same year as me!), automatic, came with a cover and two sets of wheels (originals and ZR-1 knockoffs), looked in excellent shape, sounded like it had been very well cared for, and was well within my budget. It seemed too good to be true, and I was sure it would be sold before I got the chance to check it out in person. Fortunately it was not.
The day after I got everything unpacked from the move, I went down to look at the Vette. It seemed as good in person as it did online - not perfect, but very, very good for a classic sports car at what seemed like a bargain price. The seller was very knowledgeable about it, told me all the things he had maintained & replaced, and let me take it for a spin. We shook hands on it, and the next day I returned with a check and drove it home.
Unfortunately I didn't get to take it on the road trip. Because I had just moved and I am not the most organized person, I didn't (and still don't) have have legal proof of my new address and so could not get a new state driver's license, registration, plates, or transfer the title. My parents loaned me their Ford Escape for the trip. I made it to the wedding safely and had a great time with my friend and everyone else there, and that was the only truly important thing. But dangit every second of the drive there and back I wished I was in the Vette. I work from home so I don't need it to commute, but I am still anxious to finally be able to get in it and go somewhere. It is just too cool to not drive and I feel cool in it.
Of course it won't be very practical once the winter snows come, so I probably will still end up getting another more practical car in a few months, and I would like it to be an EV to balance out all the gas that the Vette guzzles.
Anyway, here it is. I'm still giddy to finally have one of my dream cars.
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