You Have Won!

Friday when I checked the mail I received one of those mailers that has a scratch off thing that says "You Have Won!!" and there is a big picture of a brand new car and in really big bubble letters "$25,000!!" So I call the phone number and the lady says to come on in to claim my unknown prize. I tell my boyfriend, let's call him Frank, what she said and get out of the car to go inside. He tells me that we are going now, because my Mustang is falling apart and I have been talking about getting a new car anyway.

We head to the car lot.

We pull into the lot and walk into the used car building and Frank keeps talking about Chargers and Ram 1500's and Big Shiny Loud Cars. So we ask for Mr. David like the lady told us to and are informed that Mr. David doesn't exsist. Ken is happy to help us. I show him my flier and ask what I might have won. He gives the flier to his manager and says "He will take care of that, let's find you a car." So he finds out what I'm looking for, something that will last, low mileage, front wheel drive, good gas mileage. I keep talking about Rav4's. Frank informs me that we shouldn't get a Jeep, Jeeps have bad engines, not enough headlight fluid.

Ken shows us a few cars, none of them feel right, I like this one, and Frank points out this or that. Frank likes one and I point out that or this. So I ask Ken "What did I win?" $25,000 is a lot of money. He hems and haws and says something about his manager.

Finally we are walking through the lot and from around a corner I see a car. The clouds part and the sunlight hits it and the angels start singing. I walk up to it and notice, front wheel drive! 36 MPG! 23,000 miles!

"Look the dogs will love this backseat, it's a bench and they each get their own window!"

"Wow, we can fit camping gear in the back, lots of room back there!"

Ken pops the hood, only four cylindars but something about shifting up and down even though it is an automatic. Frank says that Jeeps have bad engines. So Ken starts telling him about all the headlight fluid! And elbow grease! And new, better engines! We take it for a test drive and Frank starts noticing how quite it is, even on the freeway. Ken tells him all about roll cages and smart air bags that can tell if it is me or him driving. Frank likes the stereo. It's gray. I like gray cars.

So we get back to the dealership and work out how much it will be for the car, not too bad. I can do that! I ask again "What do you think I might have won?" And Ken says he will ask his manager. I work out my insurance and they take a look at the Mustang. Wow, it really is falling apart, but something is better than nothing. Financing goes well and I hand over the keys to the Mustang and they hand me the keys to my brand new (used) Jeep Compass. "Oh hey, this is for you," says Ken as he hands me a five dollar gift card to Wal-Mart.