There are very few moments when I think "wow, I really wish I didn't have a car." Over the years, those moments have included:
1. When my 1972 VW Beetle (named Fez) decided to implode his engine about 90 miles from home, stranding me at a gas station with the scariest AAA tow truck guy EVER.
2. When I was sitting at my desk at work and all of a sudden my boss comes over and says, "Umm, Em? Your car rolled backwards out of the driveway and is sitting in the middle of the road blocking traffic." (this was with the Ford Escort Hatchback named Trixie Anne)
3. When my current car looks like this:
Yeaaahhhh...not having a car is sounding pretty good right about now!