The Collection: Red Convertible

This week’s prompt at Carrot Ranch, set by Charli Mills, was as follows:

August 28, 2022, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that features a red convertible. Who is driving or riding? Where is the car going? Maybe it isn’t even a car. Have fun and go where the prompt leads!

This pedometer geek wrote the following #99wordstory:

Two Fords

Over my lifetime, I have owned all makes of cars: a Comet, Hondas, a Mitsubishi, and Toyotas, but none were convertibles, red or otherwise.

I have ridden in convertibles, the latest being John’s red Ford Mustang. John drove me home. My hair whipping around, the sun’s warmth, it was a brief, exciting ride.

At the other end of the spectrum, my first ride in an open-air vehicle was a Ford Model A, riding in the rumble seat, going out for ice cream. My next-door neighbor spent years restoring the car, and this was a gift one warm summer night.    

~Nancy Brady 2022

To read all the 99 word stories (no more, no less) about red convertibles, check out the blog at http://www.carrotranch.com after September 7. 2022 when the Collection of stories written by the Word Wranglers will be posted.

#99wordstories #pedometergeek #CarrotRanch

About pedometergeek

A pharmacist by profession, a haiku poet by nature, I read and write. I have a book of haiku, Ohayo Haiku, and another somewhat alternative haiku book, Three Breaths, but write other genres. I also read...lots of novels! My favorite is, and remains, Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged but I am also a big Harry Potter fan. I truly am a pedometer geek strapping on my pedometer as soon as I awaken.
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10 Responses to The Collection: Red Convertible

  1. I’ve always dreamed of riding in a rumble seat. Now I’m suffering car envy. Cheers, M

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  2. Jules says:

    Oh… I had a Comet too (sky blue)… Until a winter storm in NJ…
    Fun read.

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    • Mine was brown, given to me by my parents after college to get it out of the driveway, I think, and I had it for several years until I got my first Honda Civic. Funny thing is I lost the gas cap, and I had to replace it. It was old enough that I couldn’t get an original and had to buy what they had. It was the fanciest gas cap I ever had…way more decorative than the original.

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      • Jules says:

        My Comet was my second car. I’d bought it on my own (with the help of hubby before he was hubby)… just had gotten the brakes fixed when winter took it (the car) – an accident (no one hurt) but the car was unfixable.

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  3. Awww, that’s a shame. Especially if the car meant something (freedom, etc?), but glad no one was hurt (especially you).

    Like

  4. JC home says:

    Never rode in a rumble seat or in a Model A. Nice story. I had a Mitsubishi though. Love your stuff.

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    • Thanks, JC, that’s a nice thing to say. My favorite car was my first Honda, an Accord with Hondamatic shifting, which was a cross between a stick shift and automatic. No clutch, but the car had to be shifted at about 30-35 miles per hour. It gave me the allusion of the coolness of shifting without the difficulty of shifting (a poseur before the poseur was coined)>

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  5. I think I would prefer the rumble seat to a convertible. I never had a convertible either, though I did have too much fun with an Explorer with a sun roof.

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    • The rumble seat was a blast, D! The convertibles in which I have ridden, not so much (too blowy), D, and the few sunroofs I have had, I enjoy when I remember I have one, In fact, my current car has one I only remember when I hit the wrong button and the roof opens by mistake. ~nan

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