It's like it was 'meant to be'. In March of this year, I rolled my Jeep on an icy hillside near my home. Fortunately, I was wearing my seat belt and was not seriously injured. Unfortunately, the same could not be said for my Jeep. With over two-hundred-thousand miles on it and in need of new brakes, muffler and whatever else a 1994 car might need in 2010, the decision was made to surrender the Jeep to the mechanic who towed it, in lieu of paying the $150.00 tow charge and the large amount of money it would cost to fix it up.
I was VERY sad to say good-bye to my Jeep. It is the first (and only) vehicle that I have ever had that actually fit me. You see, I'm short. In particular, my legs are short. Which means that with almost every vehicle I've ever driven, I've had to put a pillow behind my back in order to reach the pedals. *** NO WISE CRACKS ALLOWED!!! *** If, by some miracle, I could reach the pedals, the seat would be too big and would hit me on the back of my calf ~ making driving for any length of time very uncomfortable. As in leg cramps.
Not only did my Jeep fit me like a glove, I felt safe in it! It handled so well and hugged the road more securely than any vehicle I had ever driven. That was something that I definitely missed in the car that I got to replace the Jeep. I was scared silly driving that thing! On almost every curve, it felt like it was going to slide right off the road. And of course, there was the omnipresent pillow...
On September 12, I had another accident. Nothing serious. A fender bender. But, once again, the results of driving an ancient (1989), beater of a vehicle, meant that the little bit of damage that was done pretty much totalled the piece of crap ~ I mean nice, little, gray car. No tears shed over this one! I NEVER felt safe driving that puppy...
Once again, I found myself without 'wheels'. A dear friend (Doc) mentioned that he had run into the mechanic who towed my Jeep, after my rollover accident. Apparently, instead of junking the Jeep for parts, 'Jeremey' decided that he could fix it up! He took parts from another Jeep that he had at his shop and "Ah-la-peanut-butter-sandwiches" ~ My Jeep is restored!!! Jeremey even repainted it to disguise the fact that it has two "new" doors and a new rear hatch!
Last Sunday, thanks to "Doc", my beloved Jeep came home to the Bluff Country! How could a car accident possibly be a good thing? This one was! I am no longer driving that too big, scary, unsafe, gray car. I am now, cruising around, safely and comfortably in a vehicle that fits me like a glove and gives me confidence when I am driving it. The Jeep has been tuned up, fixed up and is in better shape than before I rolled it!
You wouldn't believe how HAPPY one could be
to be driving a 1994 Jeep, once again!
I love my Jeep.
My Jeep is my Friend.
It feels like Family.
LONG LIVE THE JEEP!
Life is good in the Bluff Country!
DREAM SAYS...
"Be still my heart!. I can barely stand the excitement..."
"Yawn! "
