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Baby is the name of the car I drive right now, 'cause she's my Baby, and she always has been. She is a 94 Volvo 940 wagon, turbocharged. We bought her as a lease return when I was 13 or so, and she is the car I learned to drive on, she is the car I drove to prom, and she is the car I could never part with. There is too much history between us. When I skidded going over the pass a couple years ago and slid into a snowbank, and had to have her towed out--I cried so hard. I thought I was going to lose her. Seriously, I am going to drive Baby until she dies.
My other named car was Zippy. Zippy was an 89 Volvo 240, with a manual transmission. He only had 4 cylinders, and no turbocharger like Baby has. The engine got 105 hp. We called him the Gutless Wonder, because even though he took a while to get to the top of a hill, he always made it! What was funny about Zippy is on flat ground, you could beat almost anyone across an intersection if you shifted well--he had amazing low-end torque (hence the name Zippy). We bought him brand-new in 1989. I sold him 2.5 years ago or so, and I regret it. Zippy was a great car. Wish I still had him.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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