So I was reading one of posts over on DadBlogUK today, discussing the bane of short journeys, and it made me realise how much time I spend in the car! I actually calculated it whilst reading and commenting on said post; on average I spend 4 hours a day during the week driving!

That’s actually rather depressing, to be honest… I spend half as much time driving as I do in the office working! And my daughter isn’t even old enough to go to school…

And that got me thinking about my car and the cars I have had previous… I’ve never really thought of a car as more than just a tool to get from A to B, but when you’re going from A to B to C and then back to A again, it becomes so much more. To use an incredibly tired old cliche, my little Hyundai has become a second home! And yes, I drive a Hyundai.

The i10 isn’t the most astounding car to look at (being nice) but so far it has done better than everything else I’ve had in the past, including a Renault Scenic that lost the handbrake after 3 months of driving it!

But anyway, I got to thinking about how much trust I am putting in a vehicle. After all, my little princess is in it almost as much as me, as I have to take her with me when picking up my wife from her evening shifts. In fact, my daughter spends about 2 hours per day in her car seat! It’s pretty scary when I think about it.

Especially at this time of year… And that’s why I need to make sure the car she’s in is going to be safe for her. I mean, have you seen how crazy people drive, even when there’s ice on the road? Just the other week someone cut me up on a country road with ditches either side. I had to brake, on ice, and basically span out. Thankfully my wife and daughter were not in the car as I was on my way to work.

I managed to get the car under control again just in time to aim it at a bumpy patch of ground rather than the ditch… It bounced over the ground a couple of times before coming to a stop, and I thought to myself that I would probably need to buy a new car or pay a huge repair bill.

Ready to call my insurance company to arrange a pick up, I looked over the car and didn’t see any major damage. So, I thought I would see if it could still drive… And now, a couple of weeks later, and it still drives perfectly! It’s like nothing happend!

I’ve had it checked over, and it is fine! So, even with the absolute idiots on the roads, I can rest assured that my daughter is travelling in a car that doesn’t need looks because it is so damn strong! Of course, part of me wants to get a bigger car to make sure she is really safe, but all in all, I’m pretty damn happy with my little i10.

When I was younger, I always wanted a big American muscle car like the Charger or Firebird… Now that I’m a dad, I’m actually happy with a near micro-car just because I know it is strong enough to protect my daughter from most situations. It’s funny how much you change when you become a father…

Just the other day, I saw a guy revving the engine of his Ferrari, surround by a group of people staring and taking photos of the car with their phone. And you know what? It didn’t even interest me… And that’s what is so memorable about the situation.

I just looked at him and thought that the Ferrari (I forget which model it was) would be terribly uncomfortable for my daughter in her car seat, and that it would cost so much to run it that I wouldn’t have the money to treat my daughter to a surprise toy or something.

Has being a parent changed your view on life? Let me know in the comments below!

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