Cars breath, bleed, break, get sick, and pass noxious fumes from their posteriors just like any other animal, and without getting too deep into the metaphysical, there is an inexplicable feeling you get when a car can makes you smile every time you see it.
Why the hell wouldn’t someone choose to name their car? After all, it is modern man’s horse and carriage, and what kind of guy doesn’t name his trusty steed? Perhaps it is because cars are not living creatures but mechanical ones instead, and millions of unimaginative Americans are fine with taking the easy path and going along with whatever crappy names automakers have chosen, happily driving ludicrously named automobiles like the Hummer, Gremlin, Fiesta, and Probe.
Remove these two leading titles and the popular names shift a bit. “Bubu” is popular in the Rockies and up into the Northwest, Midwesterners prefer the name “Beast,” Southwesterners like naming their cars “Big Blue/Red,” and the dirty South digs the name “Sally” more than anyone else.
while men tend to name their cars more than women do for some reason. Interestingly, eight out of the 12 most popular car names recorded start with the letter “B,” and of these, the majority are either common names for women or non-gender specific.
Naming one’s car after a sci-fi starship or a robotic alien entity is one of the most immature and awesome things you could ever do to your car, and as a nerd I wholeheartedly support this notion.
AutoNation hit the spark plug on the head when it said that “When you choose to name something, more often than not it’s because that thing means something to you. Bestowing a name signifies that importance and closeness, so it’s no wonder why some people choose to dub their cars.” On the flip side, this also speaks volumes as to why most people refuse to name their vehicles. For many Americans, there is no bond or enjoyment when they get behind the wheel, and as an automotive enthusiast, this saddens me to great length.