Brock bought his Dodge Intrepid a few years before we were married. He named it Mr. Car soon after we were married. Mr. Car has been so good to us. It took us on our honeymoon. It has driven us back and forth from California and hauled our Christmas trees. After Kayden was born we bought another car and Brock's became his work car. It has since then been solely a work car. It has slowly gone downhill for awhile and we decided it just wasn't worth putting money into. A couple of months ago the transmission started to go. It was really a joke to drive this thing around, but what do you do when there is no funds for a new one...you deal with it. To make the car go you had to push completely down on the gas pedal to rev it up and then it would jump to start. You would have to do this every time you stopped. Sometimes it would shift out of drive and you would have to turn it off and start it up again. Brock did this a couple of times on the highway and it would freak me out. It would be a little worse to drive in the winter time. Mr. Car and the cold just didn't mix well. One day I drove it to church with my two kids in the backseat. It was having a real hard time staying in drive. We were lurching forward every few minutes. I feared we would not make it the few blocks it was to church. When Brock got his new job in Vegas we desperately needed a new car. So our Mr. Car took it's last ride....
I followed Brock down the highway to a teeny tiny town called Superior where we sold it to a junkyard. (It was amazing that it actually made it that far). I could not believe anyone lived here, it was something I have never seen before. This town is about 30 miles east of Rock Springs, and then another 7 off the highway. It was crazy.
The junkyard was a little scary, and if Mr. Car had been alive I would have cried for him.
So goodbye Mr. Car. Thanks for being so great. I definitely will not miss driving you, but you will always hold great memories. (We bought a new car a few days later but I never got a picture of it before Brock left)
2 comments:
ode to Mr. Car. I have fond memories of it from our student days...a moment of silence.
goodbye car, we have one of those right now too, I delivered for fed x to superior I used to think the same thing, who would live way out here, nothing to the town, but one plus is there were always wild horses on the road so I loved to see them!!!
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