My mother in California just saw an article in the SF Chronicle specifically about a woman who received the recall notice for her Honda Fit and turned it in for a rental car--exactly what I did, except I turned in the car before I got the notice. Some days I feel like a nervous nellie for turning in a car I really like driving on the infinitesimal possibility that the airbag will kill me. Other times I feel like if I can eliminate certain known risks, why not do so. Driving cars is risky. Walking is risky. Bicycling is risky. Staying home is risky. Why did I choose this one small issue? One piece of my thinking was that if Honda is saying, in plain language, that the airbag could cause severe injuries or death, then I feel I need to take that seriously. Yes, Honda is in CYA mode. Yes, I have a better chance of a tree falling on my car and killing me than a ruptured airbag inflator. Yes, the parade of rentacars I've had are less fun/practical to drive than the Fit. Yes, I've taken risks in my life.
No, I don't want to die or be injured by a faulty Takata airbag inflator.
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