Manual Locks: A Love Story
After a 12-year tour of duty in Michigan, my stalwart purple Plymouth Voyager finally succumbed to the road salt and crumbled into what looked like Martian dust. I was about to sign for a solid little Ford sedan with all the sex appeal of pleated khakis when I caught a bright flash of presidential blue out of the corner of my eye.
Sitting on the lot like a shiny secondhand Captain America, the car of my dreams — all right, the car of the dreams I could afford — was suddenly a 2009 Jeep Patriot.