Does a car have a soul? — Toyota Sprinter Trueno, 1.6 liter, 1993
Does a car have a soul?
There are people who are very utilitarian about their car: they sat down, drove, broke down, sold it or threw it into a landfill. And there are people who literally become soul mates with their car, if I may say so in relation to an inanimate mechanical object.
Although from the moment when a person turns the key in the ignition, the car "comes to life". He wakes up from temporary hibernation and begins to live - either his own independent life, or soul to soul with his master.
How does a person choose a car? Perhaps here it is possible to divide the drivers into three large groups.
The first approach is purely pragmatic: I need to carry boards to the dacha, I need a long car with a roof rack, or I need a car that will pull a trailer.
The second approach: I do not have money for an expensive car, I take what I have enough for, if only it would drive me.
And the third approach, which is followed by a fairly large group of people: choose a car for your character. Once upon a time there were “horse†and “horseless†people. The first, according to the same principle, chose a horse: it is necessary to carry hay or loads - a heavy truck, lovers of fast riding - an Oryol trotter or an English racehorse. But there have always been people who chose a horse by its nature - a friend, an assistant, and not a "vehicle". Horses are animated creatures, they become attached to their owners, pay with love and care in return for the love and care of the owner, there are legendary horses that pulled their owners out of the fire. Here is a car, probably, for many people it is akin to a horse, but for someone it is “kinderer†than relatives and friends.
Many people give their cars neutral affectionate nicknames (“swallow†mine, “bunnyâ€, “mouseâ€). And there are people who give the "iron horses" real names: female, male, cartoon or movie characters - depending on the temper of the machine, on its power or delicacy. And the machine often pays with love in return for the love of its owner.
One friend assures: no matter where, whenever, wherever he drives his very new car, if it breaks down, it is always near his house. It rumbles all the way, but pulls, takes you to the entrance and gets up, as if rooted to the spot. That's it, she fulfilled her duty - drove the owner to the house.
There are all sorts of theories about the soul, animation, inanimate objects - but let's not touch on mysticism. Let's turn to the science of psychology. According to her, by the nature and appearance of the car, of course, one can judge the character of its owner.
The machine responds to caress and care just like a living being. And he understands his master. I know people who jokingly say: well, a good "horse" knows the way - it will always take me. And I know people who do not like, scold, kick their car - and get into accidents, break down in the most inappropriate places, they suddenly refuse to start for no reason - they do not want to go.
A strange creature, I did not make a reservation, a strange creature is a machine. Probably, after all, every car has its own automotive soul. And if this soul is similar to the soul of the owner. If the owner puts a piece of his soul into his "steel horse", then it is as if he animates this creature. If the owner feels his car, the car feels its owner.
Of course, the most difficult thing is to part with the car, to sell it when the service life has expired or when there is a need for a new one - more prestigious, modern, “youngâ€. The old "horse" seems to feel that they want to part with it. I remember one man in a car dealership, changing an old car for a brand new crossover, lamented: “Damn, I understand that it’s just a car, but as if I’m leaving a woman, it’s somehow uncomfortable ...â€.
I often see an ancient Moskvich in one place in Moscow. Also the numbers on it are old. I don’t know how old he is, probably 30, at least, he runs around with the owner. And the owner is an old man, neat, tidy, every morning he comes out, carefully wipes the car, strokes it. One day I asked, "Why don't you change it?" And he replies: “We have become so attached to each other over the years that I don’t even know how I can transfer to some other one.†And the car in perfect condition has served him faithfully for many years.
And of course, you need to think about the feeling with which you go to buy a car, with what emotions. Some interpersonal connections between people are sometimes established at first sight, and a person is either pleasant or unpleasant, sympathetic or antipathetic. It would seem that there is nothing in a person, but he somehow disposes to himself. That's when you choose a car even from the same model range, try to feel which one you like. And if you emotionally felt this car, take it without hesitation. And if in doubt: to take, not to take, a spark did not slip between you and the iron horse - I did not make a reservation, and this is not mysticism. If you're wandering around and in doubt, it's best to get away from this car and maybe even from this salon. The machine is man's best friend. Looking for a true friend, well, or a sweet girlfriend!
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they still say — you don’t choose the car, but the car chooses you
. When I chose my own — I looked at different options, but when I saw it for the first time — it was as if something pricked inside — take this one. so I took) and I do not regret it even once
I have never treated cars as just iron, even when moving in other people's cars, I always treat them with care, as if it were not just a piece of iron, but something more. But at the expense of selection points, I do not agree with you. Personally, I'm happy with my car and I like it, but how can I choose a car according to your points if I don't have money for it. For example, I really want a white teana, well, I don’t have one million rubles, and how do you order it to be. I also like more expensive car brands like Infiniti but they are even more expensive. So a person chooses his iron horse primarily from financial opportunities, and then, having selected several options, he begins to choose from them the one that suits him.
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Very good note!
I’ll tell you a case from my practice, the first time when I wrote an advertisement on the glass from behind, after about ten minutes I got up at a traffic light and she (the car) started to triple, the speed swam from 0.3 to 1.5, I already went nuts and didn’t stop, drowned out, you say what this (I swear), I turn it on, silence, then after half an hour again the same garbage, in short, I erased the announcement, as if there was nothing, so then believe in prejudices, now I don’t even say aloud about my anger :)))
And for a relative, Diamant has been driving for 7 years without problems, somehow barked at the car, they say she raked it in, but kicked it ... the computer was screwed up all the same day ...
There is some kind of soul in them ...
diamond - demon) took revenge on the owner very harshly) computer in Mitsubishi - oooooooooo dear)
yes, there are a million such similar situations, so you need to love cars :) so that they love us))
Very good note!
I’ll tell you a case from my practice, the first time when I wrote an advertisement on the glass from behind, after about ten minutes I got up at a traffic light and she (the car) started to triple, the speed swam from 0.3 to 1.5, I already went nuts and didn’t stop, drowned out, you say what this (I swear), I turn it on, silence, then after half an hour again the same garbage, in short, I erased the announcement, as if there was nothing, so then believe in prejudices, now I don’t even say aloud about my anger :)))
And for a relative, Diamant has been driving for 7 years without problems, somehow barked at the car, they say she raked it in, but kicked it ... the computer was screwed up all the same day ...
There is some kind of soul in them ...
Yes, machines have a soul! and it’s not a person who chooses a car, but a person’s car, this is verified, the article is good.
how many cars I had — probably about 5. 2 cars immediately before the sale were deaf, mischievous, did not want to leave me))) but now we are with the left (my Toyota Levin) soul to soul. he saves me sometimes. and one day at night races he gave me a present. there were 6 runs. and veshnikov and with a pulsar and sky (by the way, 2.5 liters and a box plus four-wheel drive, I was in big shock), everyone was torn apart. I think it happens, and then I remembered that in the afternoon Leva went through the floor of the suspension, licked the interior, polished the body, new oil and filters) I think, aha, here it is - a real gratitude from a friend)
Fact!
I agree 100%!
The machine also chooses the owner! Before Levin, I first tried to buy a Vitz 1.3 on a box for 4 months, so figs! firstly, there were almost none of them, and secondly, those that were in the price rushed fucking, they cost like RSki, sometimes even more expensive to delirium!
Then they shot the docks at the Corolla! In a couple of days, we place bids at an auction in Japan for the Levins. In order not to mess around for another 4 months, we choose 7 different identical configurations, but inside I feel that I liked only one. And it is he who wins the auction, and we have been going through life with him now for 4 years! There is not even a thought about the change, as if it has grown together with him.
Here's mine and that's it!
I am often asked if you spend so much on it, would you already take a STiku or GT-four and invest in it already.
To which I answer them:
for example, a mongrel lives in your house for a lot of time, and then you are offered to exchange it for a purebred, expensive, good, smart dog, will you do it?
And I won't give it up!
This is my friend, almost a brother!
And I won’t even list life situations that indicate that he is alive, because. There have been a lot of them in 4 years!