I love cars. Maybe a bit too much. At times, they’ve become an idol in my faith walk.
How can a car be an idol? For me, it’s when something I love starts taking priority over Christ. Nothing inherently wrong with a passion or hobby—I love creating. But I have to pay attention to where that passion sits in my life.
“Calm down, bro. It’s just a seat cover and some floor mats!”
Fair. But being a father of three growing kids, I had to take keeping it simple to heart. I wanted to keep Lucy clean as long as I could, starting with protecting the areas that get the most wear.
I’ve been told all my life I have expensive taste. The seat covers I fawned over weren’t helping my case. They looked good, fit beautifully, and had that rich texture that complemented the OEM interior. The hiccup? Nearly eleven hundred dollars shipped.
Could I afford them? Yes. A few bowls of ramen ain’t hurt nobody…haha. But did I need them? Not necessarily.
So, in honor of the K.I.S.S. motto, I hit Amazon for an inexpensive set that checked my boxes. The floor mats were an easy Marketplace find: OEM black high-wall mats for seventy-five bucks? Consider them sold—I’ll take ’em.
Score.
Some people won’t like the covers. They’ll have suggestions, and that’s fine. I can appreciate their taste without making it mine. These do what I need, and I’m good with that.
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