Most the time, nicknames are created by man, but on rare occasions the Gods hand them out. Our 2017 was such case.
The day after we bought the 2017 Volt, we took it up to visit one of it's siblings, a 2013 Volt that is attending UC Santa Barbara and living in a dorm. Cars grow up so fast!
Anyhow, the freeway drive was uneventful. We decided to visit Solvang the next day as a family. Solvang is a few miles off the freeway and can get a bit crowded on weekends. I left the Adaptive Cruise Control on and followed the trail of cars into the town. The car in front us was driving really slow, so we were relaxing and enjoying the scenery. The slow car in front turned off the road, then...
ZOOM! The car just took off on it's own and scared the crap out of everybody. It was a fairly congested area, but nothing directly in front of me, and the ACC was still set at 80mph for the freeway. Apparently the car wanted to catch up with traffic, even if it was a 35 mph zone. Note to self, hit SET again after you leave the freeway.
So we call it Christine now. (for the younger crowd, Christine is a novel by Stephen King involving a homicidal car with a mind of it's own).
Oddly enough, while all our trucks and ICE cars have names, Christine is our only Volt that has had a nickname stick. The 2016 is still the Blue Volt, no matter how much we try to rename it.
Moral of the story? Perhaps wait for the Gods to name your car? Both Christine and Satan were named by the Gods. Satan's story is for another day, but I will say to be careful when buying a dead man's car, especially if he's famous for racing.