We totalled our dear beloved Equinox last Sunday. Or more a stupid four pointer buck was in a bad place at the wrong time and jumped out in front of Equie on the highway. She was such a good car. For people that have had a cloud of bad luck in automobile department, it was sweet, beautiful time as we stopped holding our breath and enjoyed having a reliable car. Then in a flash of air bags and radiator fluid spewed across the road, it was gone. Counting our blessings that was the worst of it. It was just a car, and we are safe. Just whiplash and some aches.
I’m the worst person to help in the search for a replacement vehicle. Apparently the following reasons to discredit possible candidates are not valid: “I don’t like the colour”, “It looks like a hearse”, “I can’t hook up my iPod”, “The dealership is giving me bad vibes”, “But the other one has heated seats”, “How well would this take a moose/giant deer?”etc.