I do not work for John Deere. My dad is a farmer. I like green.
These are the things I have to explain to total strangers all the time. I have told these things to a homeless man in San Francisco and to old farmers at a stoplight.
My first car was a Geo Metro. It was five different colors. I wanted it to be green. I took it to MAACO and was disappointed in their total lack of a â€œreal greenâ€ in the automotive paint section. I kept browsing the paint chip binder until I reached the last section: Farm Equipment. There was my answer, John Deere green. I then decided spray-paint the wheels yellow and add on some yellow number stripe decals (purchased at the John Deere dealership as replacement parts).
Right after it was done I rear-ended a Ford Taurus on Shaw, near 168, on my way to class. There was some paint stuck to his bumper. My front-end was smashed.
Soon after that tragedy I was driving a brand new Toyota Matrix, a car that I had fallen in love with at the Tulare World Ag Expo. Then my cousin backed it into my dadâ€™s pickup in our driveway. The difference between fixing the dent and matching the current color or fixing the dent and painting the whole car was about $300. I painted it green.
I love my John Deere car. It lets me drive like an idiot with a smile on my face and waive as a reward. It has brought happiness to many people and confusion to others. Both are good in my book.