Why my first used car is not a Honda or Toyota but a full-size Buick

I don’t think I’m a ‘new car snob’ – I’ve driven plenty of old cars, but each I acquired new.  So why – 35 years after my first car, a showroom-fresh Toyota Crown – is this used, full size Buick LeSabre sitting in our drive?  Two reasons.  First is our family’s April Fools ‘perfect storm’; the first week of April four things happening that decreed our small Volvo S40 – augmented with an antique 1964 Rambler Ambassador – would no longer suffice: My work location moved from just blocks from our Lexington home to downtown Boston; My wife’s new venture took her out of public transit and into a car; Our middle son got his license; And our oldest son returned home from college.  (Not to mention that a month earlier we adopted two large greyhounds.)  Clearly we needed another car! But why not a used Honda or Toyota, the ‘kids car’ of choice for most Lexingtonians?  The second reason for picking a Buick is the warning we received at Skid School, which both sons have now attended. In addition to teaching young drivers how to ‘handle the unexpected’ at highway speeds, Skid School teaches – lectures, really – parents that young drivers should only drive cars equipped with both ABS and side-impact airbags.  Although few used Hondas or Toyotas available for under five grand have both safety features, American Caddys and Buicks have been so equipped for years.  So, no, we don’t have distant, ancient relatives visiting us for the summer; that old bomber in the drive is our ‘new’ car!

2 Responses to “Why my first used car is not a Honda or Toyota but a full-size Buick”

  1. Change Agent Des Says:

    For more on this subject, check out the link below the post to “The Incomplete Guide to Buying a Car for Your Teen.” The author — an auto expert — touts the benefits of Buicks, though he also likes a few specific side-airbag-equipped Hondas, Toyotas, and Subarus. He also states why teenagers should never be allowed to drive an SUV.

  2. Change Agent Des Says:

    This Buick caused me to go from being ‘a real driver’ to ‘a grandpa’ in 12 hours. Yesterday I drove my boss across Boston to a Board meeting in Cambridge in our turbo Volvo with a 6-speed manual. At some point while weaving between lanes on Storrow Drive, he commented, “This is a standard! Boy, you are a REAL DRIVER.” Fast forward to this morning as I get into the Buick and my wife notes, “You look like a grandpa getting into that thing.” So..if it’s image you’re looking for, this isn’t the car for you.

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