It was the best of cars, it was the worst of cars...
Cancel that "best" bit. I can't lie. It was simply the worst of cars.
I signed it over to the mechanic who did massive amounts of work on it during the seven-ish miserable years I owned this abominable vehicle as payment for the water pump, which they probably removed to put in a car that might actually run more than a few blocks.
The car was parked in the circle in front of the townhouses where my son and I used to live. I think I took pictures of the car because I was contemplating trying to make a few extra bucks doing independent deliveries since it was actually costing me money to work for Uber Eats. I'm not 100% sure, though.
I wrote a Senryu or something in dishonor of this miserable automobile.
where would you strand me
on the east side or the west
it was even odds
So there's my story, it's sad but true
About a car that I once knew.
It stranded me once, it stranded me twice
It's on the scrap heap now
That makes me feel so nice.
~Ornery Owl Has Spoken~
Ornery Owl
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