To be honest, I HATE cars. For a long time, my husband even was filling my car up with gas (this was when he had a company car and he'd use mine to go visit friends). I don't even want to fill my car with gas. I feel stupid and too small and weak. But I got fed up with the damn power outlets and the fact I had no windshield fluid. I had to even ask if they sold windshield fluid 'cause I would just put water in it save for the fact that I know water isn't blue. (Asked husband if I could put windex in. *lol* He looked at me cross-eyed and said, "Uh, no.") I just got fed up and said, heck, it's got to be like a computer or wiring speakers and TV/DVD Players up. Yeah! But it's a lot bigger. And, like, you can't get into it very easily. (And I still can't get that stoopid compartment back in; keeps falling out. I need a man to do it....)