Car-free!

I drove up to visit my brother for Thanksgiving...and ended up selling him my car. This was a strange confluence of events: I'd finally decided I needed to sell the thing and just last week my brother decided he needed a new car. The reason for this was his very nice Audi, which he just paid off, had its headlights stolen. Again. Do you know what it costs to replace headlights on an Audi? $2,000. A light. That means he's put in $8,000 of claims just for the headlights on this thing and he wants to own a car that doesn't get ripped off as often.

So now that I have returned to the natural pre-teen state of pedestrianism, here is my car ownership by the numbers:
( By the numbers )

( And here's why I really shouldn't own a car )

I've also done things like leave my car out in the rain with the back window missing (good times). Since I moved I see the thing once every few weeks maybe and still pay enough in insurance and parking to buy myself a new fully featured iPod every month. And given the care and attention I lavish on my vehicle, it's a good thing I owned two very reliable Hondas. It was only a matter of time before they failed in spectacularly preventable ways. So it was time to let the car go. But still, there is a certain finality to it. Now I am truly a captive of the city.