Here it is. The Sentra. For those that don't know this is a 1993 Nissan Sentra. First it was Uncle Dave Walter's car (any history before that, I don't know). After Dave was done with it he gave it to Aunt Katie. Aunt Katie and Uncle Dave Chase used it and then they got grown up cars and so the Nissan sat in their side yard for a couple of years. Then Daniel turned 16. So, in an act of true parental love, Eric drove the Nissan over the mountains home to California. In October of 2007 Daniel became a licensed driver and the car was bequeathed to him.Needless to say, the car has its quirks. The driver's side door locks are broken, so entry is difficult. It needs new Struts and so the ride is less than smooth. But, it has 4 wheels and a stearing wheel and it runs. It gets Daniel where he needs to go, but not very quickly - which is just fine with mom.
Anyway, last fall, Daniel was pulled out of class by his high school VP. He was escourted to the parking lot where he was informed that the police drug dog had alerted on his car. The police officer then asked Daniel's permission to search the car. After an exhaustive search they found nothing. So then they questioned him. Had anyone been drinking in the car and could they have spilled something? No. Were you at a party and could someone have stepped in beer and then gotten in your car? No. Could anyone who had drugs on them been in the car. No.
Anyway, when Daniel's friends heard what had happened it became a huge joke at school. His friend Ian couldn't believe that Daniel of all people had his car searched. Everyone knew that it was a mistake.
However, I am not so sure. Given the seedy past of this car, I think one of the previous owners may have some explaining to do. Anyone want to confess to anything?
Oh, the goal is to keep it running. If it lasts, it goes to Abbie on her 16th birthday. Daniel says that Abbie gets it for 4 days until Meili turns 16 and then it has to go back to Utah. Ok, we will try, but I am not at all sure it will make it over the mountains again.
3 comments:
The Sentra needs to come back here for my kids someday! What a long legacy and fun story! It is good to see a picture of it too!
Alright, I confess....it was me. I ate my fair share of poppy seed muffins in the car. I never thought that the dogs could pick up that opium smell. Dang, they are good. I would absolutely love it if that car could make it to Steve's kids. They don't make them like they used to. My favorite memory of that car is when I was singing along to a Celine Dion Christmas song and the radio freaked out and went really, really loud (like it did before it was upgraded) and scared me so bad that I screamed and swerved in my lane. I laughed so hard that I had to pull over. Novel over.
That's too much! The cops are out of control! Who "polices" the police? How rough is that school? They don't do that in Oakland or SF, but they do it in Sacto? Are you kidding me? No wonder we have a huge budget mess. Make me sick.
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