Monday mourning (spelling mistake intended), I cleaned out my car for the last time - which wasn't too often since it was just an average car that I never cared about, not like my 1978 green westfalia who had a hippie name and for whom I insisted kristy take photographs of 'us' hugging before I sold her (yes, I know, both hippie and silly)...I digress.
The Terc' (1988 2-door Toyota Tercel - this photo is not my car...) never really made it into too many of my photos. First of all, because it was gray, and second of all, because it looked like a compressed version of a Delorean, minus the doors that spread like wings of course...that would've been cool. (I don't really know cars, but I know Back to the Future). I tried to put some hippie bumperstickers on to give it some life, but even though it was a delight to have a colour spectrum, the stickers seemed to mock me for being hypocritical in my vehicle usage. Luckily that guilt wasn't too overwhelming, and I did manage to clock quite of few km's on it - my daily commutes from Port McNeil to Telegraph Cove while working for DFO, my rainy day commutes to Shaugnessy Golf and Country Club, where I worked as server and took great delight parking next to very expensive cars (don't ask me what type...seriously I don't know cars), and the many trips to Smalltown, BC.
It was a crap car and there were less hugging departure photos, and more arguments with mechanics and calls convincing wreckers to take it, but it was decent car that did me well so I guess it deserves a eulogy. So, cya Terc'. I will remember your trunk that I could open with my finger, and racecar-esc shift stick, but mostly I will miss your home made canvas moon roof.
Single tear.
5 comments:
It's difficult to say good bye to a shitbag that you've had a lot of adventures with....my thoughts are with you.
wow! are you car-less now?
mechanics make me cry :)
Well.. I'll add the eulogy...
Trec. I loved riding shotgun with a ghetto blaster between my legs and tree branches and left rollerblade in the back :) You will be missed.
Thanks ipooforjesus - I was too tired to expand on the amusing/frusterating scene at the mechanics.
I almost forgot about all my ghetto blaster adventures, thanks for the reminder:)
yes, sigh, I am carless for the time. The commute to grouse by bus takes a while but at least I'm getting good reading time. good carma thoughts have been appreciated...hmmm...with that last pun I think I may have become my father...
Just wondering.. how much did you buy your tercel for??
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