I went to college in New York City. Occasionally I would travel home. This meant the opportunity to drive the family car, a 3rd generation Nissan Maxima. During one particular visit, I took the most important drive of my life. I got a call from the local hospital. My grandmother fell and was in an ambulance en route to the ER. I grabbed the key to the Maxima and ran out the door. I peeled out of the driveway and raced to see her. I took backroads and shortcuts, redlining every gear change and accelerating briskly on straightaways. I arrived at the hospital at the same time as the ambulance. While this surprised me, my focus was on my grandmother. I threw the car into a parking space and ran to the ambulance. My grandmother was being taken out on a stretcher. She was conscious and immediately grabbed my hand. She did not let go of me as she was wheeled into the hospital.
When the 3rd generation Maxima was released, Nissan branded it a “4-Door Sports Car.” I don’t think it was a sports car but I would definitely replace the S with “Solid.” It got me exactly where I needed to be.