Wednesday, 15 April 2009

  • Decommisioning....

    I started to write this post several
    weeks ago, but life got in the way. Also, I have been avoiding
    writing this. A part of me is still in denial, and another part of
    me has moved on.

    Sadly, after almost 12 years of faithful
    service it has come time to decommission my car. It was a
    frustrating decision, but in the end it was best.

    In the
    end, it was if she knew her end was near. She refused to give up and
    go quietly. I regret that her end came ingloriously on the back of a
    flatbed being carried off to the used car lot. No blaze of fiery
    glory; just a quiet ride to the end. My heart was heavy when I
    handed over my keys and signed the final paperwork to officially turn
    her over. I was hoping to be able to sell the car later, but
    circumstances required that I expedite the decommissioning. I would
    have loved to have had a last trip in her, but as the case with many
    things we don't always get what we want.



    She was a good car, she always brought
    me home. She took me cross country more than once. We went through
    the hills of California, the deserts of Arizona, the plains of Texas,
    the mountains of the Sierra Nevada, and the swamps of the South.
    Through the snow, through the rain, through the desert heat, the
    sunniest of days, and the darkest of nights, she remained steady.
    She saw me through happy times and sad times. Many times I sat in
    her embrace and wept tears of heartbreak; many more times I wept
    tears of triumph. She became a place of refuge when life became
    hard. There are many memories some good, some bad, but mostly good.



    The hum of her engine and the feel of
    her clutch comforted me. Every time I sat in her and held her wheel
    and shifter, it felt as though I became one with her. I knew her
    limits and how far I could push them, and push them I did. I knew by
    feel where every control was located. I could tell how fast she was
    going just by the hum of the engine and the vibration of the frame.



    Sadly The Black Dragon is
    no more. She has been decommissioned.



    *cue:
    End credits to
    Star
    Trek III
    *


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