Falling For Four-Wheel Drive
May, 1995
During the latest Los Angeles floods, my Saab, a cranky car at the best of times, spitefully developed a leaky sunroof. I drove around in my mobile wading pool, looking at macho jeepy vehicles tearing straight through mud slides."I'll buy one of those, too. No more wimpy sedan shit!" I decided with glee. Then my stomach contracted in dread and I broke into a sweat. The ordeal I was about to face is the grisliest of womanly duties.Car shopping. Actually speaking with car salespeople who...
