Another car bites the dust

I started the week with bootcamp (and being laughed at for asking if I could just do crunches instead of the scissors to which my instructor replied that he can’t remember having been given the choice in his army bootcamp of being able to throw stones at the enemy instead of bullets/ grenades. Maybe a little bit of an extreme comparison but I could see he had a fair point and the classes are great). I also began trying to persuade Luke to get a cheaper car to run, as we have just booked our holiday. So, this evening he comes back home in this.

A Chevrolet Camaro, AKA Bumblebee, which also just happens to be the pace car for the Indy 500.Well, that is what you get for sending a car- loving male to go and get a sensible car. Really? This is Luke’s version of sensible. Words fail me.

After getting over the initial shock of Luke’s choice of a more financially sustainable car I decided to see what the attraction was. We went for a spin in our new car, whilst Luke was trying to persuade me that this was a much better car than the Jeep and a good choice as it costs less to run. Personally, I think he was hypnotised by the mechanical folding roof, which I have to say is much more appealing for me than the Jeep’s one we had to lift off and on.

This roof even stays with the car and we don’t have to leave it forlornly in our parking space. The boot even has its own fire escape route.

Although I thought it was illustrating the best way to put a person in a boot or possibly telling people not to keep other people in the boot. It confused me for a second.

I have to say, I am now mildly concerned about Luke getting another speeding ticket in this car as it goes very fast, very quickly. Umm. This might have been another factor in Luke persuading himself that this really was the best car to choose.

I have to admit , it was great to drive around in and be in an almost normal sized car. We could even see the card key box to get into our garage.

Normally it only came halfway up our previous cars! We also got to see the massive, noisy train go past the car. However, it very nearly went into the car as Luke assured me the flashing red lights were just a precaution. I assured him they were not as I pointed at the oncoming train.

Honestly, I don’t know how he gets by when I am not in the car. He needs a bumper sticker with a health warning for other drivers! However, Luke was unperturbed and went onto to tell me to “Smell the air”. I asked him why and he replied “You can smell the gears”. I thought he ment the car but we had just driven past a gear supplier. I think he has been working at the company for far too long already. I couldn’t smell anything and he said he would recognise the smell of gears from anywhere. Oh dear. It is a shame he doesn’t recognise the smell of flowers! It may prompt him to buy me some once in a while!

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