The Saga Continues

By going to a different dealer (65 miles away), I think I have found the Honda Civic I've been looking for. In fact, this dealer, in Plattsburgh, did not have the car but was apparently able to trade another dealer for it. I'll know tomorrow morning whether this transaction has actually taken place or whether it it has resulted in another mirage vehicle. I'm going to have to accept an automatic transmission, which is okay by me despite the fact that I think of myself as a standard tranny kind of guy. In the old days when I was learning about cars automatic transmissions were sluggish and didn't get very good mileage; modern automatics get better mileage than a stick, I'm told. And I'm not looking to squeal my tires. Update: The dealer just called and they actually have the car on the lot -- had to send someone to Massachusetts to get it. Turns out that Honda just doesn't manufacture very many Civics in the coupe model, especially ones with the snazzy trim package I picked out so I could get heated seats. (Oh, California readers may laugh, but I tell you such amenities are no laughing matter in January in the North Country.) Update: The car is parked in the driveway. Very easy to drive, comfortable. Went by the local dealership and got my deposit check back from them, cancelling that order.

Author: jd

Joseph Duemer is Professor of Literature at Clarkson University in northern New York state. His most recent book of poems is Magical Thinking from Ohio State University Press. Since the mid-1990s he has spent a good deal of time in Vietnam, mostly Hanoi. He lives with his wife Carole & five terriers (four Jack Russells & one Patterdale) on the stony bank of the Raquette River in South Colton.

3 thoughts on “The Saga Continues”

  1. I have a honda fit with a stick shift. I had a civic with an automatic before that (the only car I’ve every owned without a stick) and I have to say I prefer the manual. I’m sure I would have to shift far more expertly than I do to get ideal mileage, but I still really like manual transmissions much better.

  2. That was always my attitude, too; but Carole has a car with an automatic that I drive sometimes and I have to say I really don’t mind it.

  3. You’re getting soft! What happened to that largely decaying pickup that you were buzzing around with ten years ago! Heated seats!

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