The owner of the Corolla arrived. I had been watching the parking lot through the window, and I knew it was him as soon as I saw him turn into the lot.

I didn’t like the color too much. I am not very fond of teal. It wasn’t the most important factor to me, though. Other than the color, the car was beautiful, and it was, after all, a dependable Toyota Corolla.

He and his son got out of the car and walked into the Dunkin Donuts. I stood up and approached them. We shook hands, and I followed them outside.

I kept dreaming of the $2000 Corolla that I had discovered on Craigslist, even though I had convinced myself that it was too good to be true and therefore probably a scam.

Finally, I gave in and responded to the ad. I scheduled an appointment with the owner for the following day. I was to meet him in North Attleboro, where he lived. Since I didn’t have a car, I planned to take the commuter rail and meet the owner at the station.

I had scheduled other appointments the same day. One was with the owner of a 1988 Nissan Maxima. It was less than $1000, but was it really worth it? I realized that it was too old a car.

Another appointment was with the owner of a 1993 Mitsubishi. He was selling his car for $2895. If I could get the Toyota Corolla for $2000, I would have $895 in pocket money for other things.

I was browsing the Craigslist car rental ads multiple times a day when I found the best deal imaginable: a 1994 Toyota Corolla for $2000.

The owner said that he had to get rid of it by October 30, 2004. That sounded suspicious to me. I have read before that if someone is pressuring you to buy something because they have to get rid of it by a certain date, it should set off red flags and you should be extra-careful.

The car was in Attleboro. I lived in Boston at the time. I wondered if it was worth the hour-long commuter rail trip all the way out to Attleboro to see the car.

Probably not, I figured. It’s probably a lemon and a scam.

I decided to forget about the Craigslist posting and continue searching the listings for other cars.

Chilton’s Toyota Corolla 1988-1997 Repair Manual is a book that I wish I owned.

I currently use the Internet as my main source for car repair info. My father is my secondary source, of course. Whenever he comes to visit, we take a look under the hood of my green Corolla.

One day I’ll buy that Toyota Corolla repair manual, though, and then I’ll become the expert of the family.

One tip for Toyota Corolla owners: if you get rust spots, fix them ASAP before they get worse.

My green Corolla has a rust spot right above the left rear tire. I didn’t get a chance to fix it for awhile, and the rust spot got bigger. It seems that rust is one of those problems that you can’t solve easily once it gets bad. Rust damage seems to be irreversible in many cases.

Corolla joy is the joy that a person receives from owning a Toyota Corolla.

It doesn’t matter how you spell it. (I have been known to spell Corolla as “Corrola”, “Corrolla”, and sometimes even “Corola”, forgive me.) As long as you love the car, that is Corolla joy.

Sometimes we can’t stop talking about how much we love our little green Corolla. We list all the reasons that we love it, as if we were in an advertisement. To an outsider, we might sound crazy. Well, that is Corolla joy.

This site is about my heartfelt love for the Toyota Corolla. I was raised in a Toyota Corolla family, and now that I’ve grown up (mostly), I have a Corolla of my own.

There were three Corollas in my life. The Grey Corolla was the one that my parents bought in 1988, which is no longer around. The Blue Corolla is the one that my parents bought in 1990, which they still own. The Green Corolla is the one that I bought in 2004, which I drive around, and which I love. It’s a 1994 model, but it feels like a brand new car.