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Soo .. do you name your cars? I never did, but my wife was aghast when I married her and had none of my cars named.
So, we have her Mini Cooper - Ruby.
My S10 4X4 pickup - Jack.
My S10 4X4 Blazer - Jackie
My Aqua Corvette - Ariel
My Red Corvette - Fiona
Most of the names were chosen for "personality fit". Like, Jack sounds like a rough and ready name, so it's on a rough and ready rig. Ruby is petite and red, so that's where her name came from.
Ariel - well .. I've always had a thing for a certain mermaid.
It's actually named after the mermaid? I'm not even mad, I'm impressed.
Oh lord, I just realized... if I buy a dark red metallic Corvette (not unlikely, as its a favorite of mine), I have to name it Ron Burgundy now. Stay classy, Corvette Forum.
I still haven't named a car. And yet my wife was simply shopping for a car and freakin' named one (which then became no longer for sale and she became sad. )
A few more - Edna was my sister's ancient Toyota, Jane was my yellow Fiero and Sapphire the blue one. Sabrina - a very elegant Cadillac Seville.
And Angus.
My son's Blazer that had been totaled twice when HE got it. Angus sounded like a belligerent Scotsman, always getting into a brawl.
The last time it was totaled, it was sitting .. simply SITTING parked four feet off the road across from our house. A drunk came along TEXTING of all things - and ran his Toyota 4WD up OVER the side of the Blazer and back down. Totaled his rig too, and left such strange looking damage on the Blazer. Ruined all along one side, left no panel unsmashed - and yet all the glass was intact, and the doors still opened and closed fine.
Go figure. It's not something you could do on purpose.
My Corvette is named the Silver Mistress. She's hot, fun to get twisty with, and expensive to maintain at times.
My 96 Red Firebird was Christine. Because I have not before or ever since had so many close calls with small adorable animals, and deer as with Christine. I think the problem was they never heard her coming.
My 85 Camaro was Spectre, as she was white.
My 86 Z-28 has yet to get a name other than Money Sucker.
ZX-14 is named Mankiller. Let's be honest, we all know why and that it's going to happen sooner or later.
My Corvette is named the Silver Mistress. She's hot, fun to get twisty with, and expensive to maintain at times.
My 96 Red Firebird was Christine. Because I have not before or ever since had so many close calls with small adorable animals, and deer as with Christine. I think the problem was they never heard her coming.
My 85 Camaro was Spectre, as she was white.
My 86 Z-28 has yet to get a name other than Money Sucker.
ZX-14 is named Mankiller. Let's be honest, we all know why and that it's going to happen sooner or later.
Yep! I like those names - especially when inspired by some aspect of their character!
At our house too the Vettes (only) have names inspired by their unique characters.
They ALL require a certain amount of fussing and attention (but worth it), so I think of them all as "ol' girls".
There is Pearl, my wife's pearl white 69 C3 (L46, cammed, side pipes, M4)
Then there is Turq (aka the Turq Monster), the turquoise 91 ZR-1
And there is Phoenix, the 90 ZR-1, named after rising from the wreck a year ago to "fly" again!
They ALL have their own personality and are a blast to drive.
Last edited by Paul Workman; Jan 19, 2015 at 10:54 AM.
We never name ours, but a long time ago I had a really bad 1964 Corvair.
The front shocks were bad and literally with one hand on the hood you could get it bouncing to where the front wheels would come off the ground. The pushrod tube seals leaked oil onto the exhaust manifolds so it smoked and pumped smoke into the car when the heater was turned on. It ran so poorly that we were going to try to run it out on the interstate to "blow the cobs out of it", but when it couldn't get up to the 45 mph speed limit going to the intestate we turned around.
When I sold it I was asking $50 and the lady tried to talk me down, but when I told her if you drive it in to the junkyard they will give you $45 for it she bought it.
The neighbors called it the "road oiler" and we generally called it the "S**tbox".
I had a Chevy pick-up truck that I drove for an electrical contractor. One morning on the way to work, I struck a deer. From then on everyone called that truck, "The Deer Slayer"!
I had a Chevy pick-up truck that I drove for an electrical contractor. One morning on the way to work, I struck a deer. From then on everyone called that truck, "The Deer Slayer"!
I like it.
I hit a deer with my white '94 Corvette on the way to work one morning too, but I never connected the name to it.
I've never been one to name my cars, although one of my daughters has named all of hers.
My 4 year old grandson, however, refers to it as my "FastCorvette" pronounced as though it's all one word.
Every time he comes to the house he wants to at least sit in it, if not go for a drive, he loves to help open the hood and look at the engine and thinks the flip-over headlights are the coolest thing ever. I think I will need to do the bronze gear upgrade soon the way he loves to flip them open and closed over and over again.