Up! Little but crazy (sweetheart)
Up! Little but crazy (sweetheart)
Yesterday I was replacing the air filter in it, and oh my, what an adorably tiny, teeny-weeny throttle body drives it (my hand for comparison) (I have a 1.0 MPI with an impressive 60 horsepower power)
Yesterday I was replacing the air filter in it, and oh my, what an adorably tiny, teeny-weeny throttle body drives it (my hand for comparison) (I have a 1.0 MPI with an impressive 60 horsepower)
I cannot yell this loud enough from any hilltop. Small cars are the best. They conserve fuel. They are all you need virtually every time. It’s so easy to hold hands because the car is narrow. Many of them are so incredibly cheap to maintain. But most of all, they’re light so you can usually toss one around.
15 or so years ago, I hated the 8th and 9th generation Honda Civic. Perhaps unfairly so. Now that I have a 2012 model, I love it. The chassis is so good. It’s so planted. Sure, it’s slow as stink, but that’s not what it’s about. It’s about doing 40 mpg but you can also carve out some twisty roads in it. It’s a much more fun car than its egg-shaped appearance might lead you to believe.
Big vehicles suck. I also have a Toyota Sequoia. Sure, it’s incredibly comfy. I don’t mind the floatiness when it’s loaded up with people and we’re driving two states away. But it’s unengaging. I want to drive it on a straight road only because it feels like piloting a skyscraper. My wife likes an SUV, though.
But when I go alone, I’m in my little Honda.