I wrecked my car on Tuesday, September 12. Well, actually, someone else wrecked my car. I'm innocent, I tell you. Any which way, I had to say good-bye to my beloved Bobby, although he'd been testing my patience for a good year or so. He was my special friend, who facilitated the monumental drive from Nebraska to New York three years ago. Many tears. Much love.
Friday, September 15, 2006
Bobby broke up
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My condolences on the loss of your car. I had to say goodbye to my dear old 1985 Honda Accord hatchback just a couple of months before. I had it for over 8 years, and it served me well. I just could not justify replacing the clutch and timing belt on a car with over 235,000 miles on it. I had it repaired 3 years earlier after it was totaled in an accident with some careless teenagers who made an illegal turn in front of me. It was never quite the same after that.
sorry to hear that hun. ive been there, its not fun.
blessings on the hunt for a new car:)
I liked that old subaru...
Uh, John? It was a Saab. :)
Maran - terribly sorry about bobby. you know, there is always jimmy and roger if get the strength to try again. jimmy might be a little old for you. but roger. hes just right.
tan, quiet, good curves. he accelerates good and is not afraid of a little adventure. he can take it. in fact he can take you places youve never been.
Maran! Sad day! Are you gonna get back in the Saab club or what? I miss you! Colege is fighting with me and it's threatening to win...oy vey!Good luck finding a new car! I have to go finish writing about vague philosophy....*grimace*
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