goodbye 1985 190 E mercedes
yesterday my dad traded in my car and came home w/ a new one. i wish i had known that he was going to do that so i could have driven it one last time. sure it was old, but it was mine. i miss my car and the fuzzy farm animal stickers that were on the glove compartment. i even miss the spring in the driver's seat that made me feel violated whenever i drove somewhere.
'twas a good car.
'twas a good car.