You know the die is cast when your bank readily lends you money for a new car but denies you death insurance, saying it’s a no-win situation for them because you’re not expected to live long enough to make all the payments!
But surely my new Ford Explorer with only 111.6 miles on the odometer is the safest car on the road. It parallel parks itself, automatically maintains a prescribed distance from the car in front, maintains vigilance behind with a rear-view camera, beeps when a tree is about to jump out into the road, asks where you want to go and takes you there while serenading you with 9 speakers , warms the steering wheel for your hands and the seats for your tush – and even provides Tzuri with her own climate control knobs.
And I haven’t even finished reading the owner’s manual yet!
It’s like I’m a useless appendage just along for the ride.
Well, maybe that’s the point, at my age.