The Mazda 5 Experience

Mazda 5: taunting, mocking

Texas is the home of drought and archangels and shit, so it stands to reason that after six+ months of zero rain, it would pour for a full two days, complete with frequent ka-booms of that rumblin' [sic] Texas thunder.  Frequent readers of this organ (heh) will remember that I wrecked the hell up out my Ford Ranger on Monday the 5th, so was, of course, just stoked to be tooling along unfamiliar highways in 20% visibility.  And these ornery cowboy drivers, unfamiliar with rain - having grown up with their parched and hardscrabble eyes turning painfully upward to the unrelenting sunshine, complete with circling birds of prey - either stomped on their brakes constantly or were completely not to be dissuaded from still going 88 mph in the their Ford 950's (things ARE bigger in TX).

And this Mazda - I have never been in a vehicle with worse blind spots ever.  Ever, Chris.  Ever.

Slot to hold Pop Tarts was an extra 22.50 daily!

Anyway, I managed to put 459 miles on it in five days, all without incident.  Miracles!