well.
Ziggy's still dead. And I'm realizing that I was (am) way too attached to that car.
Mom's car (Franz) also died. Transmission. So, she wants to take both cars to a place by Merlin's and have the transmission from Ziggy put on Franz. Also the bumpers. But not the spoiler. *sad face*
I'm going to miss Ziggy. I'm going to miss the bumper stickers and the spot under the driver's seat where the carpet's pulled up and my little hidey spot in the trunk and the 'David' written above 'Bowie Ford' on the trunk. And damnit, I'm going to miss that spoiler, and how hard it was to clean under it.
So here's to no air conditioning, a blown front speaker, those four months I didn't have brake lights, that improbable oil leak. The same tire going flat twice in two weeks, breaking down in the parking lot of Ever'man, filling my trunk with broken garden statues and driving home at half speed. Cramming people too tall in the back seat, driving with my knee instead of my hands. Me Gina Chris and Christine in June all the way to Pensacola and back, and the light I ran in Gulf Breeze.
Damnit, I don't want another car.
Mom's car (Franz) also died. Transmission. So, she wants to take both cars to a place by Merlin's and have the transmission from Ziggy put on Franz. Also the bumpers. But not the spoiler. *sad face*
I'm going to miss Ziggy. I'm going to miss the bumper stickers and the spot under the driver's seat where the carpet's pulled up and my little hidey spot in the trunk and the 'David' written above 'Bowie Ford' on the trunk. And damnit, I'm going to miss that spoiler, and how hard it was to clean under it.
So here's to no air conditioning, a blown front speaker, those four months I didn't have brake lights, that improbable oil leak. The same tire going flat twice in two weeks, breaking down in the parking lot of Ever'man, filling my trunk with broken garden statues and driving home at half speed. Cramming people too tall in the back seat, driving with my knee instead of my hands. Me Gina Chris and Christine in June all the way to Pensacola and back, and the light I ran in Gulf Breeze.
Damnit, I don't want another car.