RIP Truck..... I'm going to Miss you...
Wednesday night Tucson got hit with some bad rain. My street that I live on became a river. Well, my truck gets parked on the street, so when the water was coming up pretty high, I got worried. Rabbit and I went out and tried moving her to get her to higher ground, but the water was coming in and the rain was coming down pretty hard and she just stalled out on us. Wouldn't turn on at all. Next morning we tried getting her to work thinking that she just needed drying out, but she wouldn't budge; wouldn't turn over or start although the lights kept coming on. Had my roommates look at it as well as my friend Jake but no one was sure what was wrong. So this morning I took it to Pep Boys and they confirmed my worst fear: Something broke in the engine and she's a goner. Completely totaled. I was devastated. I am devastated.
That truck was my first car I ever owned. I bought and paid for her in high school and held the title to her. She was in my name. She's been through countless high school dances, graduations, trips to random places, Las Vegas, Tucson. She came down with me to college when I was outcasted from my so-called circle of friends and needed transportation in order to get around. She was with me through boyfriends, family feuds, and all sorts of other stuff. My first truck. The first thing that I ever owned, that I could honestly say I owned fair and square; she was mine.
*Sigh* I know I should see this as a new beginning, a new opportunity, but to be completely honest with you, I'm upset. I'm hurting. She was a good truck. She lasted for a long time and I thought she had a lot more life in her. I guess I was wrong. Once I get the check from the insurance company Rabbit and I are going to start looking for a new vehicle; I want another truck, but we'll see what kind of deal we can find. We've been laughing about possibly getting me a vespa to drive to school, but now that just might become a reality... we'll see what happens. I'm going to be sad for a while, but I'm trying to think positively.
So say a prayer, have a drink, smoke a cigar and remember the good times. RIP old friend, you were loved and will be missed.
@~>~~
That truck was my first car I ever owned. I bought and paid for her in high school and held the title to her. She was in my name. She's been through countless high school dances, graduations, trips to random places, Las Vegas, Tucson. She came down with me to college when I was outcasted from my so-called circle of friends and needed transportation in order to get around. She was with me through boyfriends, family feuds, and all sorts of other stuff. My first truck. The first thing that I ever owned, that I could honestly say I owned fair and square; she was mine.
*Sigh* I know I should see this as a new beginning, a new opportunity, but to be completely honest with you, I'm upset. I'm hurting. She was a good truck. She lasted for a long time and I thought she had a lot more life in her. I guess I was wrong. Once I get the check from the insurance company Rabbit and I are going to start looking for a new vehicle; I want another truck, but we'll see what kind of deal we can find. We've been laughing about possibly getting me a vespa to drive to school, but now that just might become a reality... we'll see what happens. I'm going to be sad for a while, but I'm trying to think positively.
So say a prayer, have a drink, smoke a cigar and remember the good times. RIP old friend, you were loved and will be missed.
@~>~~