The original Suby was the first car I ever bought, way back in 1999, and thus far he is the favorite of all the cars that I’ve owned. We went on an epic 13,000 mile road trip through Alaska, explored the Western United States, and only parted ways because 145,000 miles had elapsed over seven years and I was beginning to fear for his health.
In 2006 Son of Suby arrived, and while that car didn’t share as many adventures as its predecessor, we still managed the occasional 7,000 mile bonding experience.
Son of Suby passed his tenth birthday a while ago, so on Sunday I sent a few emails, haggled over trade-in values, and eventually went to the dealer to make the acquaintance of Suby III. As I write this he is parked out in the driveway, looking dapper, and he has a moonroof. Good times lie ahead.
Wow! Nice car – basically a new triplet has arrived!
I bet you have so may buttons to push. Beep bop boop beep. Does it drive itself? It does a little doesn’t it?
It might drive itself a little if I’m going over 40 mph. Also, it is apparently much, much better at braking than I am, so if it thinks I suck at braking it will do it for me.