It was easy to name my first car. It was a Nissan Bluebird, and thanks to my reckless driving, it really flew, man. So it was THE BIRD! Then it was easy to name the second car Golden Boy, coz he was gold and there's nothing like a Seinfeld reference.
But this new one has us stumped. Perhaps I can't think of a name because I haven't formed an attachment to the car yet (possibly because I can't drive the bloody thing. It's manual and I can't drive a manual for shit, I am having to learn rather quickly).
Anyway, I've decided to hold a Name That Car Contest. I'm not sure what the prize will be. Perhaps the prize will be Golden Boy himself. Of course, you'll have to come here to get him, and give me $3000 or so. Okay, I will think of a better prize. But here is the nameless one, a 1998 Ford Festiva.
The judges (ie. my very fickle sister's) decision will be final. Enter as many times as you like! Don't be shy!