As a freshman in college, I knew that I would have to buy a car to get from school to music gigs. For the majority of grade school, kids in my class teased me for my last name: Ford. They would ask if I was related to Henry Ford or if my parents owned a Ford. Neither was true so then I knew that I wanted to drive a Ford. I can proudly say that my car is decorated with my name, but not only that, the car drives well and is extremely comfortable. I first test drove a Chevy Cruze and it was uncomfortable and unmanageable. Being a small woman, I needed a car that fit perfectly. As soon as I sat down, I knew it was my car. Thank you for keeping the tradition alive for wonderful automobiles for real people.