I just want you to know now, during your 3rd year of life, that I am not in agreement of the car of choice your father wants to give you for your 16th birthday. (By the way, you will need to EARN your car - not just a gift... but we will discuss that later.) Anyways,... once you earn it, I am fighting for you to NOT get this car.
That's right. A Volvo Station wagon. Your dad has had this picked out for you since you were probably in utero. And apparently it will be enhanced with a turbo engine and some other absurdities. His main argument is the safety of this vehicle and trouble you may avoid from having a beater like this... Yet,.. he wants to add Turbo? Safe, WHAT?! And, hello, party vehicle - holds a ton of people. (Plus you will be 16 first in your grade since your bday is in October... which means you will be the go-to driver.)
So, we differ on the logic of this choice but we shall see. I am fighting for a Toyota 4Runner or something that doesn't totally rebuff coolness... or put you in the same category as Meth mega dealer - "Gus."
He did just find another "Bad Mamma Jamma" for you - this one has a turbo LX engine or something like that:
I don't know... At least it is not a station wagon.
Maybe you will like these vehicles. From the conversations that took place today when you and Daddy were looking at my truck, you might be content with a turbo charged Volvo.
Then, if so, awesome! It all works out. But, in case you don't like it - I can understand where you are coming from. I have 13 years to work on it...
And the choice for Lines:
A Mazda Miata.
The picture above is one your Daddy found and envisions for you... I guess yours will be turbo charged too and you will learn to spin out? Anyways,... Now, I actually approve of this choice. Dad's reasoning is that there is NOT a lot of room for people (a.k.a. naughty boys).
I guess we will see if Roons ends up with a Turbo brick and Lines - the sassy little sports car.
TBD...






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