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The Silver Bullet
My first car was a grey two-toned 1982 Honda Accord, which my friends and I dubbed “The Silver Bullet.” Forget about the fact that it wasn’t silver. We didn’t know the difference. It was given to me by my then new step-mom, Sharon, who in spite of my horrid treatment of her during the early years of her marriage to my dad, somehow managed to overlook my insolence and let me have her old car.
The Silver Bullet served me well throughout my high school days. Of course every 16 year old boy would like to have a brand new monster truck with mounted machine guns for his first automobile, or an old muscle car he rebuilt with his dad out in the garage. But that wasn’t to be. Machine gun mounted trucks are illegal and dad sells insurance. He leases cars. He doesn’t build them. So I was like most suburban kids. My first car was given to me. It wasn’t ideal, but it was free, and it ran. In addition, the speedometer said it went to 120mph, which made the car seem a little more high-end (even if it really topped out at 80 going downhill).
To come are some now legendary tales of The Silver Bullet. They are stories of adventure, friendship, and self sacrifice. You will meet friends and you will meet villains. Of course you will come to realize that all of it is nothing short of a study in adolescent idiocy. So get in your time machine, turn on your high school music (Metallica and Rage Against the Machine for me), and put on your seatbelt. We are going for a ride in my first car, The Silver Bullet.
Talk with you soon...
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