Ever since I was a little girl , I've always loved cars. While other girls collected and played with Barbie dolls and playhouses, I was cleaning my collection of Ferrari scale models and mini Tamiyas. My love for four-wheeled machines began when my dad bought me one of those collectibles from a gas station, a silver Ferrari Since then, I have never stopped appreciating every car that I see, and have always dreamed of having a really nice ride.
Now that my partner and I have our very own amethyst purple Mitsubishi Mirage , I can't help appreciate every part of it. I love even the small details, and do everything that I can to make it look beautiful. After spending some time living my childhood dream, I can list down 10 things that I think female car nuts will understand. A hairline scratch bothers me a lot. Unlike other girls, I can't stand seeing even just a really small scratch on my car.
Whenever I ask other people how to remove it or how much it'll cost to have it repaired, they always tell me that the scratch is almost invisible. It breaks my heart. It feels like my baby has a defect. I'd rather save up for vehicle upgrades than for make-up.
The only cosmetic accessory I have is a lip tint. I can't stand to see my car really dirty and messy. A car wash is scheduled almost every week. I always feel like cars around me want to race. I drive a pink car, so a lot of people already assume that the driver is a girl.
There was an instance when all the pedicab drivers made our street their parking lot. I honked at them to let them know that roads are for moving vehicles, and I needed to get through along with other cars behind me. Instead of transferring, these pedicab drivers told me to squeeze in between them. Finally, a pedicab driver relented, but when I passed them, I heard them laugh and say, " Babae kase, mahina ang loob.
