Born April 25, 1995.
Died January 20, 2013.
Dear Honda,
You lived a good, long life. Eighteen years is a long time in car years. Fifteen years of winters in Minnesota and Wisconsin—I know those were tough on you. And yet all you did was rust a little in complaint. I appreciate it.
You taught me how to drive stick. I actually don't always remember how to drive an automatic now after so many years of driving a manual. Now when I drive an automatic I always reach for the stick and occasionally slam my foot on the brake thinking it's the clutch. Oops. Sorry about that, Katie.
You didn't die at the greatest time. Sixty miles from Greenville or Charlotte in the middle of nowhere? On a Sunday morning when I'm standing on the side of the road in heels and a skirt? But you know what, I figure that's just payback for everything I put you through. You probably didn't like carrying four or five people all the way to Charlotte every Sunday, so it's only fitting you would die on one of those 240 mile trips.
Yes, I'm looking to buy another car right away—but it's not because I don't appreciate everything you did! After 210,000 miles I could never forget you.
The guy I'm selling you to is a good guy. He'll take care of you. I promise.
Love,
Laura
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