The lease has now ended, and I'll be going to turn it in as soon as I finish this post. It's been roughly 3 weeks since we got the Prius, which means that prior to this morning it had been 3 weeks since I'd driven the Celica.
Part of me is going to miss it. If you know me at all, you know that I tend to grow attached to my machines.
The Prius is definitely a "me" car. It's high tech, efficient, practical, and has more bells and whistles than a James Bond car. It's very comfortable and a lot of fun. It's what I expected cars in the 21st Century to be like when I was a kid, and I love it without reservation.
After 3 weeks in Prius World, getting into the Celica this morning seemed almost archaic by comparison. Then I started driving to work and remembered- this car can move. It's not efficient, but it'll get you where want to go, and damn quickly if you tell it to. It's surprisingly nimble. To paraphrase Neal Stephenson, "when you put the hammer down, shit happens." :-)
So this morning I drove to work too fast, with the stereo turned up too loud, and enjoyed every moment of it. It's not my kind of car but I've had some good times with it (as well as a ticket or two), and as I go off to drive it for the last time it's not without a wee bit of nostalgia.
You all may want to stay off the road for the next half hour or so. ;-)