I remember the night I got her, driving home from Bountiful and listening to a Me First and the Gimme Gimmes CD. Maybe I shouldn't be admitting that. I had to work at 6am the next morning and I parked it by the window so I could look at it all day. Also I beat my high score in Bejeweled many times over. What a great day.
There were a lot of repairs needed on the car, and I kept putting it off because I didn't want to drop the kind of mad bones it would take to fix it. I finally did and it turned out that fixing every single thing wrong with it cost less than $200. Roast.
I put an ad on Craigslist with no response. Luckily my uncle needed a new car. He didn't even test drive it or ask what kind of mileage it got or anything. Just came over and looked at it and asked if it had a CD player. He just got a tattoo based on a Rush album cover, but don't tell Gordon, who we see here, on the outside looking in.
As I was waving goodbye to the car Gordon backed out in front of it and both cars ended up totalled. Oh well. Not my car, not my problem.
You were a good ride Betty. Catch you later on down the trail.