Make My Machine's Moniker (Please?)

Woo hoo!

I replaced Daisy yesterday. (Well, technically I replaced Daisy and Kitty both.)

The new vehicle is nicer than I imagined she'd be. MUCH nicer. She's not "new" new, but new enough to me that I feel like I won the lottery. Problem is, I didn't win the lottery. I committed to a figure about 30% higher than the one I had mentally set as my top dollar...

BUT, I really couldn't help it. I think God wanted me to have her. That, or the devil stuck her in front of me for temptation and I failed miserably. Either way it's divine intervention and therefore "less" my fault if it was an unwise choice. (I told you I hate making big decisions.) It's a long story, but I ended up having to make 5 trips past a certain dealership yesterday morning instead of my usual 2 trips. And she kept jumping out at me:

"Kellllllll-eeeeeee here I am! Waiting. Just. For. YOU!"

This whole vehicle replacement thing's been a struggle  for me. I needed something used, (bring the price down); but dependable, so looking for lower miles (take the price right back up); probably a low-mpg type sedan but maybe a coupe, (bring the price down); but I hate short cars and try as I might can't even force myself to like one model over another (bring the price right back up.)

I didn't want to borrow money (which would mean the price would have to go WAY down... along with the quality of the vehicle in question), but the whole point of shopping was for "dependable." "Dependable" would also mean something that would last me a while. It just broke my heart to think, I might doom myself to several years of driving something I despised. (Which meant, bring the price, and the possibility of borrowed-money option, RIGHT BACK UP.)

So, again, I ended up purchasing something more expensive than I planned. (sigh). But I LOVE her! :)

She's a 2006 Ford Escape. XLT package. V-6. Overdrive. 18/23 mpg. Sage Green. Tilt. Cruise. Leather Seats. Six CD changer. Electric everything. Four doors, no more climbing over seats for the girls.

Isn't she beautiful?

She doesn't have a bad side.
( I would have taken a picture from the back, but she's modest.)

She doesn't have a name. P.D., B.B. and I  brainstormed for quite some time for one yesterday but didn't come up with anything we liked.

Deat and I often used alliteration with the make- or model-name, but not always.
Examples:

• Sally - Deat's Mustang "Mustang Sally"
• Rachel - my Ram 50
• Fritz - (the only boy) Deat's Chryler Sebring. Deat got the name from some comment I made about his using German stealth to get me to agree to the purchase.
• GertieMac - my GMC Sonoma. Don't look at me, Deat named her.
• Daisy - my Dodge Dakota
• Kitty - the Buick Riviera. There's the link to the post explaining her name. To save you time, she had a Supercharger, and her name came from the adrenaline rush I'd get when I'd step down on the accelerator and her motor awakened from her typical almost inaudible purr to her quietly powerful roar. (Man, I loved that!)

This is where you, dear reader, come in. PLEASE HELP!

The JKH Vehicle Naming Contest

The only rule is the same vehicle-naming rule we followed: you must give a reason for your choice, and it can't be "just because I like the name."   The alliteration trick is fine. Hopefully her specs and the examples above will help you. The girls and I will vote to pick our favorite entry, hopefully before G & V whisk them off to the beach Sunday morning. 

Please use the comments section of this post for your entry. You may enter more than once (mostly because I'm terrified that we'll have very few entries and have to name her something we don't like).

We don't know what kind of prize to offer, so we'll discuss that later. Remember, we're poor, we spent all our money yesterday.