Recently one of my friends went car shopping for her
daughter who will be turning 16 soon. I was
envious that her daughter got a nice Jeep Patriot but was so glad I was not the one car
shopping. Unfortunately, my ’99 Durango
does have over 200k miles racked up so I may be car shopping too in the near
future. I can recall the joy I had when I ended up with my Durango but the journey to get it was not fun!
In 2002, I had one more year to pay on my wonderful ’98 Ford Ranger. I
would be glad to have no more car notes.
The Ranger was pretty small and had no luxuries other than a CD player
and A/C - a definite must in Texas heat! But I didn’t think it would hurt to graze
the market.
Browsing through the CarMax website, my ex and I came
across a beautiful neon blue Durango. The
price was pretty cheap and the miles were decent for a used vehicle. After much debating, I finally agreed to look at the Durango. 9 times out of 10 when
you go “look” for a vehicle, they usually sucker you into buying one on the
spot. I am easily
pressured.
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| Neon blue crappy Durango! |
I really liked the Durango after we drove it. I felt a little uncomfortable committing to it but ended up getting the Durango anyway. I cried my eyes out as I removed my stuff
from the Ranger. It had been a part of
my family for 4 years and looked all alone as we drove away. I tend to really get attached to things!
That weekend I was heading to KY for vacation. I had made many trips in my Ranger before,
alone with NO cell phone. I was use to driving
the long 17 hour trip. I had driven the route so much that I usually stayed in
the same hotels every time. However, this trip felt different because I wasn’t
at ease about the Durango. We really
hadn’t "bonded” yet. I tried to
shrug off my uneasiness and assume the Durango was newer and safer than my old
faithful Ranger. I was wrong!
On Saturday evening, I was speeding down I-40 in Little
Rock, Arkansas when suddenly the Durango was bouncing all over the place. I tried to stay calm and keep control but the
Durango was almost impossible to handle.
Finally I managed to pull to the side of the road assuming I had a flat.
When I got out, the I-40 traffic flew by me so fast that I thought I would die for
sure. I nervously walked to the back
passenger side. I was shocked to see that my tire was not flat but instead was barely
hanging on. The lug nuts were nowhere to be found. I was lost at
what to do. Before I could panic, a wrecker pulled up behind me. I’m convinced that wreckers have some kind of
magic. They always seem to instantly show
up out of thin air at the scene of an accident.
The wrecker driver looked at the tire and told
me I was lucky to be alive. Somewhere along the way the lug nuts had broken off
because they had not been tightened up enough on the tire. My tire was nearly off the tire rod. He loaded up the Durango and knew of a
mechanic shop still open after 5 p.m. After
much crying and being scared out of my wits, the mechanic shop had me fixed
back up in a few hours. However, the
mechanic shop as well as my dad advised me to take the Durango back to CarMax ASAP. They said the Durango would cause me future problems.
So my KY vacation ended in Arkansas. I drove back to Houston the next
morning ready to tackle CarMax. Unfortunately after
arriving home that evening, someone broke the driver’s side window. They stole my
suitcase and a few other things. Gotta love South Houston! I was so devastated. Not only was my KY vacation ruined, I had
thrown away my Ranger, got robbed for the first time, and now I felt like I was stuck with this piece of crap
of a Durango.
Some vacation! I spent the week fighting with CarMax and lawyers instead of seeing my family in KY. I was scared that I was stuck with a vehicle
that I didn’t like. I was still mourning
my Ranger. I asked CarMax to just give it
back to me and call it even. They gave me some bologna story that the Ranger
was long gone.
That Friday, a nice salesman at CarMax called me and said
they had found another Durango for me. Skeptically, we went to go look, besides
what choice did I have. The salesman led
us to the back where the replacement Durango sat.
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| She's got some dings but my Durango still looks like this! |
She was a beauty! Tinted windows, leather seats,
rear air, a third seat, and even radio controls on the steering wheel. She had
all the neat extra features, less miles, and all for the same low price as the
crappy Durango. The mechanics double checked the tires and all. It wasn't my Ranger but I felt more comfortable the second time around. I knew it would take time for me to warm up to her but
eventually we became family. Everyone wanted to ride in the new Durango and there was tons of room. She
instantly became family.
I have been through many struggles since then. Through these struggles I can now see that
God was always walking beside me. I have
learned that God somehow always gets us back on the road when we wander far from
it. We make many choices in this life,
some we are proud of but others we would rather not remember. Regardless of our mistakes and bad choices, each
one is a lesson. I don’t like recalling bad memories or bad choices
either. Yet I am grateful that God has shown
me how to forgive. I can forgive myself
and others of those past mistakes. I can
be at peace now knowing that even if I make bad choices down the line, God will
still get me back on the right road and give me the confidence I need.
It’s been over 10 years since I got my Durango. Like me, she has a lot of scratches, dings,
and memories from the journey. I know
she won’t last forever but I am grateful for the memories we have made.
Enjoy the Ride of
Life resting Assure that God is the One doing the Driving.
Regardless of the size of our battles, it is necessary to have great support from friends. We don't have to endure our hardships alone. Open up and help someone in their battle. Put down your pride and ask for help in your own battle. Become someone's tool in their time of need.
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