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1974 MGB - Submitted by: Robin S., New Jersey

In my freshman year of college (1980-1981), I owned a 1974 pumpkin-colored MGB–still the coolest car I’ve ever owned. We weren’t allowed to have cars on campus legally, but that didn’t stop me because I have always been a car girl. Growing up in Edison meant that many of your friends’ parents worked on the lines at the Ford Motor Plant, so cars run in our blood. Having a car was a rarity among my dorm friends, and I and my MGB were frequently in demand.

One thing Rutgers College kids know is that parking on campus is HARD to find; parking tickets are as common as dirty dorm rooms. One snowy night I attempted to make a food run and discovered that my poor little MG–which I had squeezed into an illegal spot– was trapped, a car parked against both its front and back bumpers. Discouraged I returned to the dorm floor and reported my finding. Never underestimate the ingenuity of starving college men! My Brett 4 boy buddies rallied quickly with a plan.

Four of Rutgers finest, strongest, and hungriest young men accompanied me to my car. One on each corner of my car, they lifted it up into the air, moved it out onto College Ave. and sent me on my way!

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Least Favorite Car Story

Volkswagen Passat 2001 - Submitted by Laura H. as told to Eva Abreu, Editor

This is a story about my friend Laura H.’s LEAST favorite car (she couldn’t think of a favorite car). Here’s how she describes it:

“The year was 2000, and I finally felt like it was time to get a ‘grownup, fancy, high class’ car. You know…electric windows, CD player, heated seats. I decided on the Passat.

My favorite color is green and I always wanted a green car. The dealership was having trouble finding a car in green, so I thought to put it off a couple of months until they got one in.

I talked to my husband & thought it was settled. I was wrong.

I was over a friend’s house with a group of friends, and my husband calls me up, all excited, that he bought a car for me and it was BLUE! I didn’t want a blue car, I wanted a green car, and it took me months to finally forgive him.

[*side note from Eva: I was with Laura that day and yes, I can attest that she was FURIOUS. That set us all off and we started talking about the things that husbands do that get us really mad. But I digress. Ok, now back to Laura's story]:

At least twice a year, the ‘Check Engine’ light would go on and it would cost at least $500 to fix whatever was broken at the time. One time, the handle to the glove compartment fell off; that cost $300 to fix because they couldn’t just replace the handle… or the door. They had to replace the whole entire compartment.

Something new came up: whenever it rained, sometimes I would find a nice big puddle on the driver’s floor. I had the whole windshield replaced, TWICE, but that didn’t solve the problem. I finally figured out that as long as I parked FACING the garage (and not facing AWAY from the garage) there would be no puddles.

I finally decided it was time for a new car. I got myself a hybrid Toyota Prius (color is green). So far, I’m very happy with it; the only thing I miss from the Passat are the heated seats. I’ll only trade this car if Toyota comes out with a model with heated seats.”

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