I become emotionally attached to my vehicles, especially when they are paid off. I've even shed a tear now and then. My husband just shakes his head.....I feel your pain.
Aww! I understand. I drive a 2007 Mustang convertible that we bought in 2011 with 58,000 miles on the odometer. Fifteen years, 16 different states and more fun on backroads than I care to admit to, it has 336,000 miles on the original motor. Doesn’t use any oil and unless you look close, still shines a pretty black. The Derecho that blew through eastern South Dakota in 2022 ruined the paint job on the front of the hood but I don’t care. The car is like an extension of myself and unless something dire happens, we’ll keep fixing what breaks or wears out and I’ll keep enjoying it. 🙂🖤
Impressive. Especially for a 07 American-made banger. I thought American cars started going very south after the muscle cars/1960's. I bought my first used Celica in 1978. Including the kids, I've had every Toy, from Corolla to Tercel to Supra to 4 Runner, the Highlander (wifey) and the Lexus, easily the most luxurious vehicle ever (that I could afford!) . Never had an ounce of mechanical/electrical issues with any of them. If there is an American line with that track record, I'd like to know. This new Subaru is my first move off Toyota. Their EV conversion of the Highlander, stiff pricing, and the local dealer being a total ignoranus vs Subaru's notable safety records, I'm giving them a shot with high expectations!
I'm driving a Pontiac Vibe it's American made and they can easily hit three hundred thousand. Oh wait, it's actually a Toyota Matrix dressed up to look American. LOL
The Subaru's are very popular around here, up in Alaska too. When I was up there it seemed like every other car on the road was one of them. They are very highly rated vehicles and might be my next car as well. I almost bought one instead of the Vibe.
I got a steal on this car, it had been owned by a wealthy lady who lived on Mackinaw Island year round, where they don't allow cars. It was parked in a garage on the mainland and only had six thousand miles on it, at a quarter the price of new I couldn't turn it down.
It's been a great car, good gas mileage, cheap to insure, but it's so damn boring to drive. I keep threatening to buy a classic muscle car to have something fun to drive and wrench on again.
A true and gut-wrenching story of your truck. Trucks are special. Lots of memories.
Just last night, I went out after dinner to start up my 1987 dark gray Jeep Grand Wagoneer, which I bought at the Seattle dealership on Aurora Avenue on January 6th, 1987.
My Jeep came out of the AMC Toledo factory on October 16th, 1986. I love that Jeep. We've been all over the West Coast together. We've driven over snowy passes in the Cascades. Seen beautiful scenery. Had sex with sexy women in the Jeep, too. I drove over the Cascades to Chelan, WA, with my tools in the back many times.
I remember the return trip over Stevens Pass with my son. Snow and ice were on the pass, then it started to rain. The road was a wet, sloped ice rink. We put chains on the Jeep and made it over the pass. On the other side, my son and I lay on the wet, running water ice to take off the chains. We always carried dry, extra clothing in the Jeep. We were the last vehicle allowed over the pass that night by the Highway Patrol.
When I was first married an Army buddy of mine fell for the hot saleslady tactic at a mall and ended up with a 35mm Minolta, with all the fixings, including tons of film that came with free developing. I bought it from another friend who he pawned it to, but never paid up for, due to getting himself hooked on coke.
Cost me fifty bucks, I gave it to my wife as a surprise, never letting on that I'd practically stolen it. She'd taken photography classes but didn't have a really nice camera. One of the things she insisted on was taking pictures of all of our cars and trucks with us and the kids in them.
When I left California we had to choose which vehicle to take. We left behind a 65 Mustang and a 72 VW Squareback planning to fly out and get them someday, eventually we had the Mother in Law sell them because we needed a down payment for a house.
I drove our Camaro back East and flew her and the kids out, not relishing a cross country trip with a baby and a toddler. I went to work selling dairy and hog feed, so I had to sell the Camaro and bought myself a Ford Ranger and got her a Honda Accord. What a rude welcome to adulthood, I'd spent many a happy day with those cars and grown more fond of them than I knew at the time.
Funny how letting go of vehicles can mark the end of an era isn't it?
At least we still have the photos, which are my favorites.
Moral of the story, always take nice photos of your vehicles, you will be glad you did someday.
Sigh, I feel your pain. When we moved from our little farm to town 3 years ago, my Ridgeline and F-350 were relegated to the memory bin. The Beamer and the Ford Fusion are shadowy replacements. Enjoy the memories, my friend.
I become emotionally attached to my vehicles, especially when they are paid off. I've even shed a tear now and then. My husband just shakes his head.....I feel your pain.
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Aww! I understand. I drive a 2007 Mustang convertible that we bought in 2011 with 58,000 miles on the odometer. Fifteen years, 16 different states and more fun on backroads than I care to admit to, it has 336,000 miles on the original motor. Doesn’t use any oil and unless you look close, still shines a pretty black. The Derecho that blew through eastern South Dakota in 2022 ruined the paint job on the front of the hood but I don’t care. The car is like an extension of myself and unless something dire happens, we’ll keep fixing what breaks or wears out and I’ll keep enjoying it. 🙂🖤
<<336,000 miles on the original motor. >>
Impressive. Especially for a 07 American-made banger. I thought American cars started going very south after the muscle cars/1960's. I bought my first used Celica in 1978. Including the kids, I've had every Toy, from Corolla to Tercel to Supra to 4 Runner, the Highlander (wifey) and the Lexus, easily the most luxurious vehicle ever (that I could afford!) . Never had an ounce of mechanical/electrical issues with any of them. If there is an American line with that track record, I'd like to know. This new Subaru is my first move off Toyota. Their EV conversion of the Highlander, stiff pricing, and the local dealer being a total ignoranus vs Subaru's notable safety records, I'm giving them a shot with high expectations!
Keep enjoying the pony!
I'm driving a Pontiac Vibe it's American made and they can easily hit three hundred thousand. Oh wait, it's actually a Toyota Matrix dressed up to look American. LOL
The Subaru's are very popular around here, up in Alaska too. When I was up there it seemed like every other car on the road was one of them. They are very highly rated vehicles and might be my next car as well. I almost bought one instead of the Vibe.
I got a steal on this car, it had been owned by a wealthy lady who lived on Mackinaw Island year round, where they don't allow cars. It was parked in a garage on the mainland and only had six thousand miles on it, at a quarter the price of new I couldn't turn it down.
It's been a great car, good gas mileage, cheap to insure, but it's so damn boring to drive. I keep threatening to buy a classic muscle car to have something fun to drive and wrench on again.
You know I will. 🙂♥️
A true and gut-wrenching story of your truck. Trucks are special. Lots of memories.
Just last night, I went out after dinner to start up my 1987 dark gray Jeep Grand Wagoneer, which I bought at the Seattle dealership on Aurora Avenue on January 6th, 1987.
My Jeep came out of the AMC Toledo factory on October 16th, 1986. I love that Jeep. We've been all over the West Coast together. We've driven over snowy passes in the Cascades. Seen beautiful scenery. Had sex with sexy women in the Jeep, too. I drove over the Cascades to Chelan, WA, with my tools in the back many times.
I remember the return trip over Stevens Pass with my son. Snow and ice were on the pass, then it started to rain. The road was a wet, sloped ice rink. We put chains on the Jeep and made it over the pass. On the other side, my son and I lay on the wet, running water ice to take off the chains. We always carried dry, extra clothing in the Jeep. We were the last vehicle allowed over the pass that night by the Highway Patrol.
Fun times.
Tim
What if our cars (and trucks) could write.....?
With AI, they are writing to the state.
When I was first married an Army buddy of mine fell for the hot saleslady tactic at a mall and ended up with a 35mm Minolta, with all the fixings, including tons of film that came with free developing. I bought it from another friend who he pawned it to, but never paid up for, due to getting himself hooked on coke.
Cost me fifty bucks, I gave it to my wife as a surprise, never letting on that I'd practically stolen it. She'd taken photography classes but didn't have a really nice camera. One of the things she insisted on was taking pictures of all of our cars and trucks with us and the kids in them.
When I left California we had to choose which vehicle to take. We left behind a 65 Mustang and a 72 VW Squareback planning to fly out and get them someday, eventually we had the Mother in Law sell them because we needed a down payment for a house.
I drove our Camaro back East and flew her and the kids out, not relishing a cross country trip with a baby and a toddler. I went to work selling dairy and hog feed, so I had to sell the Camaro and bought myself a Ford Ranger and got her a Honda Accord. What a rude welcome to adulthood, I'd spent many a happy day with those cars and grown more fond of them than I knew at the time.
Funny how letting go of vehicles can mark the end of an era isn't it?
At least we still have the photos, which are my favorites.
Moral of the story, always take nice photos of your vehicles, you will be glad you did someday.
Sigh, I feel your pain. When we moved from our little farm to town 3 years ago, my Ridgeline and F-350 were relegated to the memory bin. The Beamer and the Ford Fusion are shadowy replacements. Enjoy the memories, my friend.