Ok, potentially I may be the kind of renaissance-lit studying, mechanical-phobic sentimentally-quirky kind of girl (er, woman!) who may have named her car. After one of Queen Elizabeth the 1st’s nicknames.
Try not to be too appalled.

At least I finally bought a car!

it felt really weird.

And then I drove it the 2 hours home, by myself, on the rain-wind-fog buffeted highway.

durafemina, indeed.

Here’s to hoping for some inspiration from her namesake - that redhead virgin’s steely longevity. . .