My whole life, my father has been watching formula one racing during the season and then the Speed channel during the offseason. Of course, we only had one television with cable back in those treacherous days of the early-to-mid 2000s. Anyways, that’s what we did on the weekends while we were home. Don’t worry, we didn’t just watch TV all day, my dad involved me in his projects, my favorite was working on his 1969 Corvette. I also had to help with yard work and projects around the house which lead to a full restoration of our house. The only thing that seemed to shine through the cracks of what I thought was slave labor (raking a yard, mowing the lawn, or shoveling the snow) was working and talking about cars.
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Now this technically wasn’t my first car, I had driven both of my siblings’ old cars. I drove my sister’s 2003 Ford Crown Victoria Police Interceptor and my brother’s 1994 Camaro Z28. Having a fair amount of knowledge about cars, I was ready to find my own car. I knew I want something fast, cool, or both. I was fortunate enough to have my dad pay for a car. Now I wasn’t emotionally attatched to any particular car, I chose the car that was the fastest and most reliable for what my dad was willing to pay. I had my sights set on a Ford Mustang …show more content…
It wasn’t until the end of march this year when I saw exact Mustang I wanted only a couple hours away. I saw it online during the summer in the middle of the night. It was such a good deal, I printed out a copy of the web page, and left a note for my dad since I was living at home during the summer. I wrote, “If this deal is legit, we need to buy this car”. I know it sounds like I’m a spoiled kid who just has my dad buy everything, but he has plenty of money and he knows how much cars mean to us and our relationship, when we got the keys, he said, “I’m glad I was able to do this for us”. Buying this cool car wasn’t just a mode of transportation, it was something to bond over. Together we installed new exhaust components to make the car sound better and louder. It’s a good feeling to understand his thinking of buying this car. When he bought my siblings’ cars, he got them a Chevrolet Malibu and an Impala, two boring and practical sedans. Both of them don’t put the hours in maintaining their cars and aren’t an object of meaning. They just drive their cars, day to day, if they get bumped it’s whatever, no big deal. My car on the other hand, symbolizes the relationship I have with my dad. I clean, clay, and wax it when needed, I maintain the car and treat it like someone might treat a family heirloom even though I’ve only owned the car for a few
Our most prominent shared interest …show more content…
Now this technically wasn’t my first car, I had driven both of my siblings’ old cars. I drove my sister’s 2003 Ford Crown Victoria Police Interceptor and my brother’s 1994 Camaro Z28. Having a fair amount of knowledge about cars, I was ready to find my own car. I knew I want something fast, cool, or both. I was fortunate enough to have my dad pay for a car. Now I wasn’t emotionally attatched to any particular car, I chose the car that was the fastest and most reliable for what my dad was willing to pay. I had my sights set on a Ford Mustang …show more content…
It wasn’t until the end of march this year when I saw exact Mustang I wanted only a couple hours away. I saw it online during the summer in the middle of the night. It was such a good deal, I printed out a copy of the web page, and left a note for my dad since I was living at home during the summer. I wrote, “If this deal is legit, we need to buy this car”. I know it sounds like I’m a spoiled kid who just has my dad buy everything, but he has plenty of money and he knows how much cars mean to us and our relationship, when we got the keys, he said, “I’m glad I was able to do this for us”. Buying this cool car wasn’t just a mode of transportation, it was something to bond over. Together we installed new exhaust components to make the car sound better and louder. It’s a good feeling to understand his thinking of buying this car. When he bought my siblings’ cars, he got them a Chevrolet Malibu and an Impala, two boring and practical sedans. Both of them don’t put the hours in maintaining their cars and aren’t an object of meaning. They just drive their cars, day to day, if they get bumped it’s whatever, no big deal. My car on the other hand, symbolizes the relationship I have with my dad. I clean, clay, and wax it when needed, I maintain the car and treat it like someone might treat a family heirloom even though I’ve only owned the car for a few