I'm not sure about a quasi-soul, but I know my little Saturn has quite the personality! I got it (used) in graduate school, and didn't really have any vibes to it... but we've been many, many places, together, and it's been the one constant in my life over the past eight years.
It doesn't have a name... I've always called it, "Car". I cheer it on when it gets through traffic("Yay, car!"), and encourage it when I make it do things like... drive up the Eastern Continental Divide, and apologize when I drive over potholes and such. I even had a little celebration for its Car-Mitzvah (the official rolling of the odometer to 100,000)!
Sure, I may anthropomorphize it, but it's my first love- er, I mean, car. Even if it doesn't have its own "soul", it's picked up enough of mine to make it a good match. (:
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It doesn't have a name... I've always called it, "Car". I cheer it on when it gets through traffic("Yay, car!"), and encourage it when I make it do things like... drive up the Eastern Continental Divide, and apologize when I drive over potholes and such. I even had a little celebration for its Car-Mitzvah (the official rolling of the odometer to 100,000)!
Sure, I may anthropomorphize it, but it's my first love- er, I mean, car. Even if it doesn't have its own "soul", it's picked up enough of mine to make it a good match. (: