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Tuesday, July 27, 2010

things that rock: day 27

day 27: my 2002 honda accord coupe

she is a dream. i named her maddy, short for madison because thats where she belongs. with all the models and pretty people on madison avenue in nyc. she recently just hit the milestone of 100,000 miles and i have never been so proud. over those 6 digits worth of mileage, we have been through a lot together... let me list out just a few memories when it was just me, her and a whole of love.

+ 2am drives to va beach from william and mary to be emo
+ road trip to cleveland where i introduced my best friend to his wife
+ overnight drive from raleigh,nc to miami,fl (i drove the entire way overnight)
+ fourth of july trip to charleston, sc
+ piling 4 other people in the car besides me and driving out to fraternity retreats
+ rolling down the windows and blasting music aka cruising down several popular roads throughout northern virginia
+ tailgating at concerts
+ trips to see family all over the east coast
+ a automotive ear that has been always been there

sure i have led her astray a few times... usually into other cars but i always get her fixed, just like new! we are almost inseparable. unfortunately, because of our society, i always have to leave her outside. but if i had it my way, i would have her right there at my side to get me from 0-60 in 7 seconds all the time. i bet she would make an excellent shopping partner... always willing to carry the bags. you're the best.

im actually at the dealership getting her serviced. im always nervous about these things because you never know when they are going to come back and tell you there is something wrong... i cant imagine not having her around.

you are the best girl on four wheels a guy could ask for! oh wow... the mechanic just came out and told me i have $800 worth of work... ouch. love hurts.

1 comment:

  1. Reminds me of my '98 Honda Accord. I lost her in Charleston, SC flash flood. Happened in 15 minutes flat.

    She was a sweetheart. She purred like a fat kitten with asthma.