I was digging through my old floppy disks (remember those?) today before throwing them away and stumbled on a letter I wrote to Saturn back in the late 1900s. I thought I'd share it with you here:
Saturn Customer Service Center
100 Saturn Pkwy M.D. S-24
PO Box 1500
Springhill TN 37174-1500
Dear Saturn, September 23, 1994
So there I was driving to work on a downtown LA Freeway in my 93 Saturn, when some bozo comes screeching past me on a 40mph curve and loses control of his car. He hits me and sends me spinning into the left side cement guard rail which I bounce off of and continue to merry-go-round until my car stops on the right side shoulder. Needless to say my car was totaled (please see pictures enclosed). The bozo’s car was worse, but who cares about him - he wasn’t driving a Saturn, he didn’t have insurance and whose story is this anyway? The first miracle to mention here is that I’m alive to write you this letter. The second miracle is that I walked away from the accident virtually unscathed. I was wearing my seatbelt and I didn’t even realize that the airbag had deployed until I looked back inside my car later.
I realize that you’ve probably heard a lot of these kinds of stories, even more extreme than mine. But it’s the first one for me and I wanted to tell you about it anyway. I also want you to know that surviving the whole ordeal allowed me to run out and purchase another Saturn. I was pleased to see that my new 95 Saturn had improved safety features (I enclosed a picture of me with my new Saturn). I’ve become a 29 year-old walking commercial, promoting Saturn wherever I go.
I could go on and on (I already have to my family and friends). But basically, I wanted to acknowledge a wonderful car that I have a lot of confidence in.
Oh yeah, and thanks for saving my life.
Sincerely,
Margaret Andrews
1716 S. Alamitas Ave. #F
Monrovia, CA 91016
(818) 305-1020
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