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Keeping Track of Something For the Sonata

Our 2011 Sonata is EPA rated at 22MPG City, 35MPG High­way and 26MPG com­bined. For the first nine months I haven’t really paid too close atten­tion if it was meet­ing those expectations.

The Sonata has this lit­tle but­ton on the dash that says ECO. When we first got it I kept in ECO Mode because I fig­ured it would increase the gas mileage of the car. Then I ran a cou­ple of totally unsci­en­tific tests by emp­ty­ing a tank full of gas with the but­ton on and then a tank with it off, it really didn’t seem to make much of a difference.

My non-calibrated butt-dyno did seem to feel that the shift points were changed while in ECO to keep it in a lower gear longer. With ECO off the shift­ing felt a bit sportier. When the Pur­ple Whale had his 7500 mile check up, there was some sort of bul­letin about the trans­mis­sion and they reflashed the ECU. It totally changed the feel­ing in the ECO mode to some­thing such that I can no longer tell the dif­fer­ence between the shift­ing char­ac­ter­is­tics of the two modes.

Nei­ther of these two issues aren’t the real rea­son I have aban­doned using the ECO mode entirely though. My biggest issue was that when the ECO mode was on, it dis­played 1/8″ high let­ters read­ing ECO in bright green in between the speedo and tach. And if that wasn’t annoy­ing enough the but­ton on the dash to the lower left of the steer­ing wheel had a super bright blue LED that glowed steady, it was notice­ably in the day, but at night it was almost searing.

Any­way, where am I going with all this? Well, I keep track of the top tran­si­tions for the Miata, so I thought I’d keep track of some­thing for the Sonata, its gas mileage. I signed up for an account on fuelly.com that would take care of all that higher math stuff for me. They have a cou­ple of badges for web sites or inter­net forums and I’ll prob­a­bly add the lit­tle one over on the right somewhere.

Fuelly

Started down, went went up, back down, still down.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 10/24/08: 1112

Trophy

We have dri­ven the Miata to work the last cou­ple of days and it is all because of the weather. No, it has not been warm enough to ride with the top down, just the oppo­site, it has been in the 20’s for morn­ing lows. We took the Emperor because he spent the night in the heated garage so it was nice and warm inside to start the drive, unlike the Pur­ple Pop­si­cle would have been.

Started up, still up.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 10/24/08: 1097

Mail Call!

In today’s mail:

  1. a check for $18.04 from the For­eign Cur­rency Fee Lit­i­ga­tion Set­tle­ment Fund. My first thought was that it was a scam, but an inter­net search led me to the BBB and to Reuters’ say­ing otherwise.
  2. a mailer from Kroger chock full of coupons.
  3. a state­ment from Hyundai Finance remind­ing me of my next Pur­ple Whale pay­ment, includ­ing a handy pay­ment coupon even though they know I have it set up as an auto­matic pay­ment from my bank.
  4. and a cou­ple of Christ­mas cards. One of which included a bunch of old pho­tos of Donna’s family.

The above photo, circa mid 80’s*, was taken in New Orleans. I imme­di­ately rec­og­nized Donna, but it took me a while to fig­ure out who she was hold­ing on to. Yikes, it’s me! Donna looks just about like she does now, but that per­son she is stand­ing next to looks noth­ing like the old guy I see in the mir­ror every morning.

Try as I might, I couldn’t con­clu­sively make out what is embroi­dered on the shirt, best guess is Louisiana State University.

*Photo dat­ing clues were Donna’s big glasses, my pos­i­tive amount of hair, the bicy­cle hel­met I am hold­ing onto and the short­ness of my shorts.

Hit The Hyundai

Relax, noth­ing hap­pened to the Pur­ple Whale.

We went to an Augusta Green­jack­ets game last night. The draw was twofold, fire­works after the game and admis­sion plus a hot dog/hamburger buf­fet for $20.

As is nor­mal at minor league ball­parks there are a rash of pro­mo­tional stunts between innings and one of them at Lake Olm­stead Sta­dium‎ is called Hit the Hyundai. A fans name is drawn at ran­dom and he is brought out to the field just on the out­field grass beyond first base. He is given a bat and has three chances to knock a base­ball off a plas­tic tee and hit the Hyundai Sonata as it dri­ves slowly along the warn­ing track from right cen­ter field to the foul line.

The first ball last night’s con­tes­tant hit lands about half way to the warn­ing track and about fifty feet ahead of the car. His sec­ond hit trav­els the same dis­tance towards the car, but more online with it. He really con­nects with ball num­ber three and for a sec­ond it looks like it has a chance, but it lands smack in the cen­ter of the warn­ing track about 2 feet behind the car. The PA announcer says, “Wow! That is the clos­est we’ve had all year!”* Had he hit the Sonata he would not have won the car (dent and all), but merely $50.

*He prob­a­bly says that at every game.

Started down, went up, still up.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 10/24/08: 1063

Off Roading

We ran a cou­ple errands after work today, the last of which was to pick up our evening meal, a buy one get one free spaghetti din­ner. Trou­ble came when we left the restau­rant park­ing lot, home was to the left and mak­ing a left on this road at this time of day is nearly impos­si­ble, so I made a right. Then I hung a quick left on a road I have passed by a zil­lion times, but had never dri­ven. When I got to the next stop sign I real­ized where I was. Back to the right was a road I had already trav­eled on the way to the restau­rant and away from home. To the left and towards home was a dead end with a lit­tle dirt spur that dumped out behind Walmart.

I went left. The lit­tle dirt spur was in a lot worse shape than I remem­bered. The pot holes were sep­a­rated by not much of level and because of the recent after­noon thun­der­storms, filled with dirty brown water. Slow and care­ful dri­ving allowed me to keep most of the wheels out of the div­ots. Then to top it off, the final obsta­cle was a curb to drive down off of to get back to pave­ment. Thank good­ness we weren’t in the Miata.

The Pur­ple Whale got a deserved bath after the spaghetti dinner.

I’m Going To Miss It When It Is Gone

But not enough to actu­ally pay for it.

I got my sec­ond let­ter in the mail from Sir­iusXM today. My 3 month trial sub­scrip­tion expires on July 26th. This offer is for a spe­cial $4.99 a month for 6 months. Of course there is an aster­isk attached to the price and the fine print on the bot­tom says: Other fees and taxes will apply. The yearly rate is 7.92 a month before those fees and taxes. I’ve read on the Sonata Forum that if you call (or answer their phone calls, which I’m not doing) they will offer a yearly $77 price ($6.42 a month before those pesky fees and taxes.)

Some­times it seems worth a few bucks a month and then other times not so much. Just going to go back to record­ing songs off the net and dump­ing them on a USB stick.

Also on a musi­cal note (get it? musi­cal, note?) I signed up for a sub­scrip­tion to Spo­tify, that cloud music ser­vice that all the kids are on about these days, and got my email invite yes­ter­day. I haven’t acti­vated it yet. From what I’ve read, it is, unlike Pan­dora, hard to dis­cover new music, unless you do the social media thing. So I guess I’ll give it a try, but I think it will be less missed than XM when I give up on Spo­tify after a few days.

Eco Mode?

The Sonata has an ECO but­ton on the dash and when it is pressed in does some­thing magic, I think (because it isn’t cov­ered in the own­ers man­ual that I down­loaded from Hyundai), to the throt­tle response and shift points to increase the car’s fuel mileage. To let you now that the sys­tem is armed and work­ing there is a green ECO dis­played in the mid­dle of the dash. I find the light annoy­ing so I keep the ECO switch off.

We filled up with gas tonight for the first time since we tested the lower lim­its of the gas tank and we had been 477.6 miles of mostly just to and from work com­mut­ing. The Pur­ple Whale drank 15.26 gal­lon of reg­u­lar fuel, so we aver­aged 31.3 MPG for this tank.

I won­der what would hap­pen if I left that switch on?

3 Things

Today at the Valve Store™ while heat­ing up my lunch a co-worker asked, “Its been a cou­ple months, have you been sur­prised by any neg­a­tives on the Sonata?” “Things that don’t show up dur­ing a short test drive.” Nei­ther Donna nor I could come up with any­thing. The car is as com­fort­able after 6 hours and a cou­ple hun­dred mile trip as it was after the 6 minute, cou­ple mile ini­tial exposure.

It got me think­ing, if I could change any of the things I didn’t like about the Sonata, what would they be. I could come up with only three.

1) Chrome Door Han­dles. The base Sonata GLS has body col­ored han­dles, while our SE has chrome. I under­stand why they are there, most peo­ple equate chrome with lux­ury, but to me the chrome makes them stand out in a bad way. They look mis-aligned because they fol­low along the curved char­ac­ter line that runs from the wrap around tail lamp to the mid­dle of the front wheel well. So not only are they not par­al­lel to the road, they are not par­al­lel to themselves.

2) Chrome Oval Tail Pipes. They are the right size and shape for the back end of this car and the look still stands up even when you look at them closely and notice that in fact the 3″ x 5″ oval is just an enhance­ment for the 2–1/4″ round exhaust pipe. Where it does fall apart is in the side view. The length of the enhance­ment stops slightly short, so that from cer­tain angles it is quite obvi­ous that it is just tacked on.

3) Steer­ing Feel. While the SE feel is much improved over the GLS, it still leaves a bit to be desired when com­pared to the weight and feed­back of the Mazda 6 or the Ki Optima.

Imported From Montgomery

Now that we have a “mid-sized” car, every time we see a car that looks to her to be sim­i­lar to the Pur­ple Whale Donna will ask, “Is that car big­ger (smaller) than we are?” A cou­ple of times in the last few weeks we have come across a Lexus ES350 and when she asks about tone my response has always been that it is a bit larger that the Sonata. Today I checked, and you know what, it is slightly smaller in every thing but 2″ longer in length. The big dif­fer­ence between the two auto­mo­biles is towards the bot­tom of the fol­low­ing chart, horse­power, torque and price. All that extra HP is needed to move the 300 extra pounds in weight. I have rid­den in a ES350 and the extra weight is in the big­ger engine, a smoother sus­pen­sion and sound dead­en­ing. Is it worth 50% more than the Hyundai? Maybe to some.

Sonata SE Lexus ES350
Dims Dims Diff
Wheel Base 110 109.3 –0.7
Length 189.8 191.7 1.9
Width 72.2 71.7 –0.5
Height 57.9 56.3 –1.6
Inte­rior Volume 103.8 95.4 –8.4
Front Leg Room 45.5 42.2 –3.3
Head Room 40 37.4 –2.6
Shoul­der Room 57.9 57.3 –0.6
Hip Room 55.2 55.9 0.7
Turn­ing Radius 35.8 36.7 0.9
Weight 3316 3605 289
Horse­power 200 @ 6300 268 @ 6200 68
Torque 186 @ 4250 248 @ 4700 62
Power/Weight 16.6 13.5 3.1
Gas Mileage 22/35 19/27 –3/-8
MSRP $24,027 $36,025 $11,998
Started up, went down, still down.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 10/24/08: 1042

Oops I Did It Again

In my quest to pre­vent door dings by park­ing way out or way to one side of the park­ing lot has its down­side, like the sac­ri­fi­cial anodes used to pro­tect deep sea oil rigs from cor­rod­ing away, the poor wheels of the Sonata for­feit their beauty. I curbed a wheel park­ing yes­ter­day. Not just any old wheel either, but the same one I scraped the day after we bought the car. Was I lucky enough to hit the wheel in the same spot? No, of course not, I blem­ished a dif­fer­ent 3 to 4 inches of the edge.

I guess the only thing left to do now to even things out is to keep hit­ting that same wheel until I have scraped the entire cir­cum­fer­ence of the rim.

If when you read the title of this post, the first thing you thought of was Brit­ney Spears, shame on you, Louie Arm­strong did it first way back in 1932 — Oops I Did It Again!.

How Low Can You Go

We went on a Geor­gia Geo­caching run today. We needed to check on our cache in Santa Claus because of a recent DNF and while we were out, take a route to cap­ture 4 nearby coun­ties of Georgia’s 159 total.

Nei­ther one of us could fig­ure out how we had hid a cache in Toombs county (Santa Claus) with­out hav­ing a find there. So our first stop of the day was to change that. We found LIFE’S A GAME, HAVE FUN! in a park in the town of Lyons. Next stop was to check on the DNF’d cache. Usu­ally one per­son not find­ing a cache is not a con­cern, but the folks who couldn’t find it had over 1,600 finds, so they prob­a­bly should have found it. The cache was right where we put it last Decem­ber. That’s the thing with geo­caching, no mat­ter how many you have found, you can still get stumped by an occa­sional easy one.

In some of these small rural coun­ties pick­ings can be slim, so we only had a total of 11 caches on our list along the route through all 4 coun­ties. One county only has two caches total and we really started sweat­ing badly after we DNF’d the first one we attempted. It was all I could do to talk Donna into look­ing for the sec­ond one because in is #2 on our Most Hated Style Hide List, the guardrail mag­netic (the lamp post skirt hide is #1.) We had kind of a rough day, 4 finds and 3 DNFs, but we made the four count, one in each of the coun­ties we wanted.

I don’t know exactly how many miles we trav­eled today, because I didn’t reset an odome­ter, but the Google Maps loop I did last night said 268 miles. When we got in the Pur­ple Whale this morn­ing the nifty miles to empty meter read just over 250 miles and the gas gauge was read­ing one seg­ment over half a tank. We fig­ured we might have to buy a gal­lon or two of gas in Geor­gia so we could make it back to the Kroger in Aiken to take advan­tage of the $1 a gal­lon off we earned by buy­ing a stove. As the day wore on it looked more and more like we might make it home with­out hav­ing to pay the higher price for gas in Georgia.

We fig­ured we were home free when the miles to empty read 80 miles and the sign said Augusta 41 because Aiken is only, at most 25 miles from Augusta. When the low fuel light came on as we entered the south­ern part of Augusta I was uncon­cerned as I fig­ured that meant we had a cou­ple gal­lons left which was more than enough to make it back. At about 5 miles from Kroger, the Miles To Empty dis­play flat-lined. The last num­ber I remem­ber see­ing was 38 a few miles back. We were right near a gas sta­tion, briefly con­sid­ered pulling in, but didn’t. Let’s sum­ma­rize: the low fuel light has been one awhile, the Miles to Empty dis­play is blank and now the last LCD seg­ment of the gas gauge has started blink­ing. Visions of the car stalling at the very last light before Kroger were tak­ing form in my mind.

Well, we did make it the Kroger, even waited for a pump to free up with the car still run­ning. I filled the tank with 17.5 gal­lons of gas and it cost $38.38 or $2.19 per. We had trav­eled 502.5 miles on that 17.5 gal­lons so since the last fill up the Sonata got 28.7 MPG. While I was out­side fill­ing the tank Donna was inside try­ing to see exactly how much the car’s tank would hold, turns out it is 18.49 gal­lons. All that worry about run­ning out of gas and I could have trav­eled over 28 more miles. As long as all 18–1/2 gal­lons are usable…

New Not Noteworthy Stuff

The above photo is one of the nearly 30 Hyundai Sonata images I have col­lected from the web, that along with 10 of my own, form my cur­rent screen­saver. Looks a lit­tle like a piece of H.R. Giger con­cept art for the movie Alien.

I added a photo gallery for the Sonata, but don’t bother to go look at it as there is noth­ing there that hasn’t been in a post over the last month.

I also added a page that dis­plays the gas prices from all over the coun­try via GasBuddy.com. As an inter­est­ing side, I live in a spot that has the low­est prices in the US. When we go on vaca­tion this fall to see the giant trees in north­ern Cal­i­for­nia we will be where the high­est prices are.

Started down, went up, still up.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 10/24/08: 1023

Plated

As I was park­ing the tan­dem in the garage when we got home from work today I could hear the slightly muted beep of the answer­ing machine. It was sales­man Jerry let­ting us know that the Sonata’s South Car­olina license plate was in and we could come get it when­ever we wanted. Well, we wanted it now, so we changed clothes and headed over to Augusta.

The above pic­ture does not show spiffy new SC plate because it was taken last week­end at Tig­nall Ceme­tery some­where in Geor­gia where we DNF’d a cache. I ran it through an infrared plu­gin and then added the car’s color back in.

Friday The Thirteenth

In honor of today’s date, when it was time to pay for our weekly gro­ceries at Kroger’s, we had the option of three dif­fer­ent very short check out lines and we chose num­ber thirteen.

I’m not going to cre­ate a sep­a­rate page for the mods done to the Sonata like I did for the Miata, because the sec­ond and quite pos­si­bly last mod for it arrived in the mail from South Korea today. The first was tint­ing the win­dows and this one is a home mar­ket badge that goes on the right side of the trunk to bal­ance out the Sonata one on the left. It reads F24GDi. The 24 stands for the 2.4 liter engine, I googled to find out that the GDi stands for Gaso­line Direct injec­tion, but the F I have no idea about. Four cylin­ders maybe?

We rode the bus (AKA the tan­dem) to work today and nary a sin­gle black cat crossed our path.

1,000 Raindrops

The Sonata passed the thou­sand mile mark on its way to DD this morn­ing in an inter­mit­tent rain.

If you stick around on a page here for more than 10 sec­onds you will notice that I have indeed added a photo of the Pur­ple Whale to the ban­ner. I cheated and just “pho­to­shopped” it over the top of the Emperor. I’m not sure I like it for a few of rea­sons, 1) the sud­den blast of blue in an oth­er­wise maroon and gray page, b) the cars rel­a­tive scales and iii) it looks photoshopped.

It looks like the only thing that can keep the Red Sox from beat­ing the Angels is the rain. It is tied 0–0 in the 5th inning at Fen­way and the tarp is on the field. Look­ing at the Weather Chan­nel map the rain will taper off about 11:00 PM, so if they do play this I’ll be read­ing about it in the morning.

New Carport?

It had been there for 11 years before some­thing heavy enough landed on the car­port tarp to punc­ture it and it might be another eleven years before it hap­pens again. And it might hap­pen again in 11 days.*

This after­noon on our cycling trip home from work we took a slightly dif­fer­ent route than usual which took us right by one of those portable build­ing places. Right after we passed it we made a u-turn, which, on a tan­dem, takes more road than you might think. We went inside and picked up a brochure for one of those metal carports.

*We hope it waits at least twice that, because we were told that it takes about 3 weeks to get one of those metal car­ports installed.

We’ll Be Fine

We got up this morn­ing and Donna asked if we wanted to head over to DD and get some break­fast. “Awe­some,” I said. The rea­son this was such a great idea was we both enjoy our usual meal there and sec­ondly we needed to get a cou­ple of bagels for Friday’s break­fast, because we were rid­ing the tan­dem to work.

As we pre­pared to leave I eye­balled the radar and won­dered out loud if we would make it over there before we got slammed with a line of thun­der­storms. The very tail end of the storms that wreaked havoc over the rest of the south on Wednes­day afternoon/evening was mak­ing its way through the CSRA. Donna asked, “Should we stay home and eat?” “Nah,” I said, “We’ll be fine.”

As we loaded up the Sonata it was just start­ing to sprin­kle. That was fine, I stayed dry, because the car was under the lit­tle tarp over metal frame “car­port” we put up for Donna’s mom’s Civic when she moved in with us back in 2000.

About 4 miles into the 6 mile trip I started to regret that offhanded, we’ll be fine, com­ment. The bot­tom fell out and it poured and poured and poured. The wind whipped around and dri­ving was lim­ited to under 25 MPH with your fin­gers crossed that you wouldn’t run off the road.

We did arrive safely and ate our meal while read­ing the paper sit­ting on some stools at a counter near the front win­dow. In hind­sight this was prob­a­bly not a good idea as it turns out we were in our own lit­tle tor­nado watch. We dal­lied long enough that the main part of the storm passed over us and it was rain­ing just enough to make me keep the wipers on inter­mit­tent dur­ing the drive to The Valve Store™.

The wind and rain kept up for most of the day, but by the after­noon the sun was out mak­ing for an unevent­ful drive home. As I pulled into the dri­ve­way and headed for the “car­port” I noticed a decent sized branch had pierced the tarp and was stand­ing straight up. It was held up by the foot or so of the branch stick­ing out of the top of the tarp though large tear it made on its way down.

Had the Sonata been parked under there, the branch would had hit the edge of roof and slid down the side of the car along the door and rear quar­ter panel, maybe bust­ing the lit­tle opera win­dow. Yikes.

So now the ques­tion is when did the branch fall, dur­ing the storm? If it did and if we had stayed home for break­fast, we could have been sit­ting at the table and heard the crash, bang noise of our 8 day old car being skewered…I guess that, “We’ll be fine,” com­ment meant us and the Sonata.

Love Shack Bay-bee!

With appolo­gies to the B-52’s:
I got me a car, it’s as big as a whale
and we’re headin’ on down
To the Love Shack
I got me a Hyundai, it seats about 20
So hurry up and bring your juke­box money

The dealer is tak­ing care of titling and reg­is­ter­ing the car, but I have to pay the Per­sonal Prop­erty Tax on the car in South Car­olina. I called the Tax Audi­tor this after­noon and asked how much the tax would be and after I gave him the VIN num­ber he told me it would be $420. Which is about what I expected (the last record I have for the Emperor is $303 in 2006.) When we got down to the Auditor’s office after work the Clerk who entered my infor­ma­tion and gen­er­ated my bill, said it would be $330 and pointed me down the hall to the Treasurer’s office to pay it. Why the $90 dis­crep­ancy in my favor? I didn’t ques­tion it, but had it gone the other way…

After din­ner we drove over to Augusta to drop off the tax receipt at the dealer so they can do what they need to get me a plate. When I got back in the car I noticed my zip­per was down. For­tu­nately my un-tucked T-shirt hung low enough. Donna asked did I think any­one in the deal­er­ship noticed, she was wor­ried that they might have thought we were fool­ing around in the car. Maybe I will call the Sonata, Love Shack instead of Pur­ple Whale.

Wash Day

We did three loads of clothes and I did two cars. The Miata has needed a good wash­ing since before pine pollen sea­son, but I put it off until every­thing pollen-wise has dropped or drifted around. Then I washed the Sonata to get the north Geor­gia (where it is still spring) pine pollen off of it. Thank­fully there is that shark fin satel­lite antenna in the mid­dle of the roof so I could judge if needed longer arms or step stool to get the whole car clean.

And while that should have been today’s “Holy Crap This Car Is Big” story, it was trumped by our fill­ing up the gas tank tonight. We had filled it up Fri­day when it was still half full, but it was now get­ting down to under an 1/8 of a tank. It holds 17 gal­lons which is 1–1/2 Miata tanks, so this time it was the most we had ever spent of gas ever. The 14.77 gal­lons that went in there came to over $50.

I didn’t pay atten­tion to the mileage at Friday’s fill up, but today I did. It took 10.1 gal­lons then and now it took 14.8, there were 753 miles on the car, and I’m going to assume that they topped the tank when they sold it to us at 29 miles, so the gas mileage was 29 MPG. Not bad for a car rated at 22/35 (26 com­bined) con­sid­er­ing it spent quite a bit of time being slogged through curvy moun­tain passes.

Started down, went up, still up.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 10/24/08: 1005

Already?

Today Donna had an appoint­ment to see the der­ma­tol­o­gist about hav­ing a wart removed off the back of her hand. Last night we prac­ticed dri­ving the big new car down­town, so she could find the place. And even though she was leery of a cou­ple down­town streets with park­ing on both sides, leav­ing a nar­row path through the mid­dle, she was game to try dri­ving to her appointment.

I felt bad about this because I know how much she a) doesn’t like to drive any­way, b) didn’t want to drive it until it got its first door ding or scratch and c) would be so afraid of hurt­ing the new car she might actu­ally hit some­thing try­ing to be too care­ful. Because I had come to work the 1/2 hour early with her all week, I fig­ured I had built up enough extra time that I would just drive her to the doctor’s and sit out­side try­ing to famil­iar­ize myself with the 380 page owner’s manual.

When I got to the office build­ing where the doctor’s office is, there were two spots in a row open (thank good­ness, as I wouldn’t dare try and par­al­lel park this beast) so I pulled in and eased into the sec­ond spot. Only thing is the Sonata is a tad bit wider than a Miata so I man­aged to hit the curb with the right front wheel. =8O To add insult to injury when Donna got out of the car she had to come back and tell me to pull up as the car’s butt was a foot or so in the park­ing spot behind me.

I did a nice job, the wheel is scarred for about 3 inches around the diam­e­ter, though the clear coat, through the paint and into the alu­minum. I called our sales­man this after­noon and asked a hypo­thet­i­cal ques­tion, “Who would they call, if say, a wheel on a car being deliv­ered was scratched up com­ing off the truck or some­thing?” He said, “Already?” “Yep,” I replied, “less than 24 hours in.” I told him I was think­ing of suing the car deal­er­ship for men­tal anguish caused by their sell­ing me a car I was obvi­ously unable to han­dle.” He laughed and gave me the name of who they call when they need a wheel repaired.

The name of the Sonata’s color is Indigo Blue Pearl and it is an appro­pri­ate name. In the shade it looks like a dark blue, but when you look at it in the bright sun­light there is a def­i­nite pur­ple cast. I was think­ing of call­ing the car “Pur­ple Whale” because of its size com­pared the the Emperor, but that is the name of a form of the drug ecstasy. I can’t see any ref­er­ences to that past 2009, so it might be OK. I can even get one of these cute bath bud­dies to tack to the dash.

Started down, still down.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 10/24/08: 1004