Once again at the behest of my loyal readers I handed off my real estate business to my trusty associate and set off to foreign lands in search of cool cars. For those of you who keep track, I’m even a week late with this column.
No hamsters were used for this review, just children and friends.
Unfortunately, I drove the Latte Brown colored Soul. It really is not an appealing color to most of the people I talked to. I heard: “Mom, you have a brown box outside waiting for you.” “It looks like chocolate milk.” “It looks like cardboard.” Etc. I think any other color would be a good choice. I parked next to a black Soul and I definitely liked it better.
Most of the time adjusting seats is not a big deal. I stepped into the Hyundai Genesis for the first time, and practically fell into a deep abyss. The gentleman who drops off the cars each week for me is about 6 feet 4 inches tall. I am 5 feet 2 inches on a good day. There is a lot of room in this car for tall humans. Luckily I could adjust the seat height up and forward quite a bit.
I was wondering what I was going to write about this month when I got a call from one of my loyal readers requesting some assistance with a classic car that was no longer needed. As a bonus it was a 1977 Corvette! I suggested she might want me to help sell her home. Alas, she’s planning on staying put but would like some more garage space, so being the nice guy that I am I offered to help her out. I already have one Corvette and too many cars so I wasn’t tempted to buy it myself but it should be fun helping her move it on to a home that can enjoy this iconic American sports car. We don’t really “own” our classic cars but are just caring for them and enjoying them for awhile until the next owner takes over.