Taking One for the Team
During the three years I played baseball at McNary, I had at most two extra base hits (although one was the best hit ever--it would have gone over the fence if there was one); I was an offensive liability (albeit on a championship team). So I loved getting hit by the pitch because that was the best, high-percentage way I could help out the team on offense, besides pinch-running for the slow guys on the team. So it's great to see Aunt Megan following suit.
She called the other night to report that she and Alice had been in an accident (not her fault). Although most people wouldn't even have noticed the slight damage to the front-end, the cost to complete the body work was about as much I could sell the car (pre-accident) on craigslist. So we're taking the guilty party's insurance money and running for the hills of Tigard, where currently resides a well-maintained 1993.5 Infiniti G20 (I forgot to take a picture, but it looks something like this). My Megan, I guess, has promised to give Alice to her brother, Paul, after he comes home from Africa next year, so I needed to get a new car anyway.
Thanks Megan for taking one for the team. Without your effort, I never could have justified bringing home the beloved G20 so soon. I still have to wait for the current owner to find a replacement car (he wants something newer and nicer), so I'm still a little anxious. I'll write more about the car when I finally get to drive it home to Capital City.
UPDATE: Aaron and I took the G20 for a test drive after we gave it our thorough inspection, which easily confirmed my interest in the car. Aaron liked it so much that he said that he was willing to give up all of his dollars to buy it. And I think he meant to buy it for himself, because he was somewhat disappointed when I told him that I would pay for it. But maybe he was just like me and wanted to take it home right then and there.
I honestly have forgotten what it looks like (mostly the color). But I think it actually looks more like this, which isn't as good looking as the picture linked above, but it is quite rare (among the G20 line, which is a rare car in and of itself).
She called the other night to report that she and Alice had been in an accident (not her fault). Although most people wouldn't even have noticed the slight damage to the front-end, the cost to complete the body work was about as much I could sell the car (pre-accident) on craigslist. So we're taking the guilty party's insurance money and running for the hills of Tigard, where currently resides a well-maintained 1993.5 Infiniti G20 (I forgot to take a picture, but it looks something like this). My Megan, I guess, has promised to give Alice to her brother, Paul, after he comes home from Africa next year, so I needed to get a new car anyway.
Thanks Megan for taking one for the team. Without your effort, I never could have justified bringing home the beloved G20 so soon. I still have to wait for the current owner to find a replacement car (he wants something newer and nicer), so I'm still a little anxious. I'll write more about the car when I finally get to drive it home to Capital City.
UPDATE: Aaron and I took the G20 for a test drive after we gave it our thorough inspection, which easily confirmed my interest in the car. Aaron liked it so much that he said that he was willing to give up all of his dollars to buy it. And I think he meant to buy it for himself, because he was somewhat disappointed when I told him that I would pay for it. But maybe he was just like me and wanted to take it home right then and there.
I honestly have forgotten what it looks like (mostly the color). But I think it actually looks more like this, which isn't as good looking as the picture linked above, but it is quite rare (among the G20 line, which is a rare car in and of itself).
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