I've always been asked, 'What is my favorite car?' and I've always said 'The next one.'
I changed my car completely - I was in a sports car and changed to a Jeep, which is more stable for the back and doesn't put too much stress on it.
After I got popular, my company gave me a new car. It's not a personal car, but for schedule purposes. It's a little bigger than a Carnival. It even plays TV and DVD!
I don't drive Yugo anymore, I drive Porsche.
Off to the STUDIO in my new whip.
I think the Smart Car is awesome. The only problem is I've been on the freeway and felt like I was going to be blown away like a Tim Hortons coffee cup, so I may have to upgrade to a Mini Cooper - something a little stronger.
My first car was an '86 Honda Prelude. It was redone, so it had a new motor, new paint, rims... but it wasn't nearly as much as my Range Rover.
Here's the analogy. If my body were a car, I'd be thinking about trading it in around now. I would like to upgrade. I would be actually on the lot somewhere and some guy with a loud sports jacket would be sizing me up...kinda lookin' around goin--maybe kickin my knees. Looking behind me going: That looks a little bashed in back there...Yeah. You mind if I check under the hood?" 'Well yes I do! Thank you very much.
I replaced the headlights in my car with strobe lights, so it looks like I'm the only one moving.
I ended up buying a van to chuck all my fishing gear in because I couldn't keep using my car.
Five people in a Volkswagen station wagon without equipment. Now we tour with six people in a van.
Because it's such a good car, I think we'll have a Multipla till the kids leave home, which is tragic because I could probably afford a really nice car!
