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| 2012 Honda Odyssey. Image courtesy of Honda. |
Showing posts with label Honda. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Honda. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
Why Honda Has Lost My Business
Thursday, October 23, 2014
The New Honda Civic Type R is Completely Insane!
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| All images courtesy of Honda |
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Blogging From A to Z Day 1: A is for Acura
For the month of April I will be participating in the
Blogging From A to Z Challenge. Learn more about the challenge by clicking
here. Each day (except Sundays) I will be posting a theme based on each letter
of the alphabet. This blog is covering automotive topics for the month. To read
my other blog posts for the challenge, click here.
Friday, March 1, 2013
Why So Many Vehicle Recalls These Days?
| Some people dread finding this in their mail. Photo credit: Steven Symes. |
Yesterday I received in the mail the dreaded recall letter for my Honda. I had read in the news not too long ago that the NHTSA was looking into complaints about a safety problem, something I myself had encountered with the vehicle before. So it wasn't really a surprise when I opened the mailbox and found this notice sitting inside. Instead I was glad Honda was owning up to the problem (whether by choice or force) and I will get a remedy free of charge.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
My First Car
My first car was a read beater: a 1981 Honda Prelude that had been totaled out twice before. It was three different colors and shook like crazy once it got above 50 miles per hour. The dash lights didn't work, which meant driving at night I would have to estimate my speed. The cassette player ate any tapes you would put it in. The car had been owned by a smoker before, which meant if the lavish sheepskin-covered seats got wet, they would reek like an ashtray. Even better, the turn signal stalk hung by wires from the steering column, meaning I would have to pick it up, insert it into the steering column at just the right angle, and then hold it in place until I had finished signaling a turn.
I don't have a picture of my first car, but at the time I hated it so much I wanted to forget all about it. Looking back on it, I never had to worry about girls liking me because they wanted to be seen riding in a flashy car. I never had to worry about locking the thing, either. Sure, so traveling on the freeway wasn't fun in the car, but I didn't go on the freeway very often anyway. I wouldn't want to own the car again, but it was good for the stage of life I was in at the time.
I don't have a picture of my first car, but at the time I hated it so much I wanted to forget all about it. Looking back on it, I never had to worry about girls liking me because they wanted to be seen riding in a flashy car. I never had to worry about locking the thing, either. Sure, so traveling on the freeway wasn't fun in the car, but I didn't go on the freeway very often anyway. I wouldn't want to own the car again, but it was good for the stage of life I was in at the time.
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