We said goodbye for the last time today, after taking our usual trip together. We listened to music on the radio, like old times, instead of NPR like we had been more recently.
It was a little odd at first, I had been with others over the last couple weeks, younger ones. But I always loved how stable she felt on those usual curves. I think it was her weight that seemed so safe.
But it was her time. 22 years is a long time for a car.
She did good by me.
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She gave all she had and then some. I'm proud I found her, glad my kids were driving safe in her all those years. I wish I could keep you in an old Volvo forever, but all things come to an end.
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