The Put-put.

My car has been with me since for the past 16 years. I only started driving her when I went away for school and she's been with me through thick and thin.

I affectionately call her my Put-put. Even my friends ask, "how's the Put doin'?

Speeding tickets, two break-ins, three towings, a breakdown in the middle of a busy intersection...she is still standing. Part of me wants to leave her under the bridge with the keys inside but she's been reliable through the years.

Kind of makes me feel bad when I choose to drive my sister's car instead of her. It's like I'm cheating...