It’s with a heavy heart that today I part ways with my beloved car and the journey comes to an end… and what an incredible journey it has been.
They say that over time a car becomes more than just a car to the owner, that was definitely the case here. As I drove away from my V35, arm stretched out trying to grab her, I felt like I was letting go a part of myself, leaving it behind. As I turned the corner I got one last glimpse of what was no longer mine. The thought of never seeing her again still makes me upset and I don’t think my mind fully comprehends the fact that she’s gone. I’m going to miss her.
I’ll miss the constant compliments from the randoms, the thumbs up from the other import drivers as we pass each other, or the random stares of awe received on a daily basis. No longer will I be so proud as I walk to my car, holding my head high and thinking “Yeah, this is mine – what?”. I guess sometimes chapters eventually have to close, and as one closes, another one is opened.
Will I buy another beautiful car in the future? Highly likely – but it’ll never be the same. This will forever be the car that “I used to own” that I’ll talk about for a long time to come.