The Accord, probably an '85 if my eye for such things is still sharp, pulled out of the Maplewood Apartments parking lot and headed down Maple Ave, driven by a guy on a cell phone. Tsk! If I see him again, I'll be tempted to ask how many miles it's gone.
Would I still be driving my '84 Accord if I hadn't turned it into tin foil about 15 years ago? Hard to say. Even before that, I was eyeing the newer models, but had no particular plan to upgrade yet. Somehow I doubt I could have fended off the vehicular wanderlust quite that long. Still, I think that was the best car I've owned in terms of raw quality. Sad, huh?