“What was your first car?” the grandkid asked.
I quickly calculated the distance between her birth date and the year of my first car: 47 years. “My first car was a 1950 Pontiac,” I answered. I knew she would think this was an unbelievably distant year. “It was cool,” I added. “It had fender skirts and a sun visor and great big white wall tires. Look it up on the Internet to see what it looked like.”
I didn’t add that you had to shift gears and crank the windows down by hand. But it made me reflect on what we expect from our cars these days.
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