My First Spaceship

Navigating Car Survival

Cartoon by

Vic Pinto

I used to stare at my dad’s neglected red spaceship in his driveway; a faded 1991 Pontiac Transport font rested on its back. Its pointed front hood and giant windows made the driver’s seat the perfect cockpit. I’d ask my dad, “Why don’t you ever use it?” He’d say, “She doesn’t want to fly anymore.” I disagreed. I knew nothing about cars, but my legs were tired from riding my bike everywhere…