When I was a kid, we had a 1962 Rambler. It was black with a red interior and a steering wheel that looked like it belonged on a bus. No seat belts. Sitting in back was like sitting on your sofa if your sofa was upholstered in stiff vinyl. It sounded like a truck. The tailpipe spewed blue clouds of exhaust.
Last spring, I bought a new car. It’s a hybrid. Lots of features. I’m still trying to figure out how to operate it. It’s usually quiet, but sometimes an alarm sounds. I don’t know why or what to do.
Last spring, I bought a new car. It’s a hybrid. Lots of features. I’m still trying to figure out how to operate it. It’s usually quiet, but sometimes an alarm sounds. I don’t know why or what to do.
