Mary Sadie Research Paper

Mary Sadie is a thirteen years old, 2004, champagne colored, Honda Accord. The chipped champagne paint covering her body is fading but Mary Sadie is brighter than ever in my eyes. Over the past two years, my car and I have experienced road trips across the Causeway, to Baton Rouge, to the beach, through the broken roads of Lakeview, and countless trips to the French Quarter, which have truly strengthened our bond with each other. Just because a car is old and used, does not mean that it sucks, is one of the many valuable lessons that I have learned from owning my first car, along with many adventurous experiences that I will cherish for my entire life.
I bought my car from my great aunt in the month of June 2015. The first time I sat behind the wheel of Mary Sadie, I remember the car driving much differently than the huge SUV that I learned to drive on. The breaks on Mary Sadie are much more sensitive, which caused my dad and I to fly forward when I drove my car for the first time. About a week flew by and I was
All her little peculiarities are displayed through the chevron cover on her wheel, the air fresheners that fill the air, the bumper stickers that cover her body, and all her other little quirks that make her special to me. When I got my first car, I was suddenly making excuses to drive anyone, at any time of day, and wherever they needed to go! The eagerness I had to drive first started when I got my license and it only got worse when I got my own car. Other memorable experiences consisted of my arrogance being torn down into a million pieces after getting into my first wreck, getting my first ticket, and getting my first flat tire. Every single one of the memories made and experiences gained from my first car were unforgettable and knowledgeable because I made memories and mistakes that I learned from and will remember