A few weeks ago someone decided to test laws of physics and attempt to place two objects on the same spot. In other words, someone decided to try parking where our car was already positioned. The damage wasn't extensive but it needed to go in to be fixed. See before and after photos.
|Back of vehicle not shiny and new.|
|Back of vehicle shiny and new.|
|Saffie all new and shiny|
So to get back to the rant, I had to let husband drive my car while I took the Dodge Caliber (Don't ask me more info than that. I read the back and it said dodge caliber) to work. Why would someone create a vehicle with a windscreen that's this big and a back windscreen that's even smaller? The dash area could house a family of 4 leaving someone of average height (Statistically 5'3 and a half is actually average height... shut up!) having to find a balance between sitting high enough up to see while still being able to reach the pedals. Oh and it was noisy as can be! Unimpressed on all accounts.
I have to admit that I get a little cranky on mornings when I have to listen to regular old radio after having satellite in my car. I'm lucky if they play 1.5 songs during my 25 minute commute to the university. To make matters worse the car stereo seemed to be entirely treble with no bass whatsoever and I figured messing with the tuning (which I couldn't find) was probably as distracting as manually programming your gps which is now an offense in the province of New Brunswick. Somewhere in the middle of an infuriating "Thing You Didn't Know, You Didn't Know" (how stupid do they think the population of Saint John is?). I had to turn it off and listen to the overwhelming road noise the rest of the way.
|Me in the trunk|
|Husband in the boot.|