We learned to love Zukis even more.
There was a time this year when I was WAY bummed out with our '87 (purchased in 9/99) and I told the wife, "I'm sellin' it." She FREAKED!
She said, "You can't sell it!" And we had a real tizzy-fit about it.
Meanwhile, my best friend's wife backed right into the passenger door one day and boinked it. And then SHE freaked. Practically went nuts on a guilt trip about messing up The Arizuki. I said, "don't worry," it's all part of some plan."
And somehow, my agnst over that '87 evaporated. I suddenly loved it and couldn't part with itBIG dent and all. I even told the wife, "Let's buy another one so we can have "his" and "hers." Oh, man, was I POPULAR that day!
Sure enough, on cue, an 88.5 tintop showed up. Granted, we shoulda done more homework before forkin' over the bucks. The seller was a card carrying pathological liar. Luckily, I've been able to right all of its wrongs.
And it's a looker, for sure. The wife loves it. Big time.
Me, I'm driving the '87 with the dinged door and all of the rest of the "character." But, doncha know, what we learned this year is "a whole lotta love" for Zukis.
We're looking to buy at least one more, maybe two. We're surfing Ebay soaking up cheap parts, cozying up to the local Suzuki dealer parts guy and just plain gettin' obsessive 'bout 'em.
I guess that's what we learned: ain't no boundaries to this madness. Just keeps gettin' mo' deeper.
S Happens. (That's SUZUKI Happens.)