Gryphon
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I don't know if this is normal to feel - I mean, in the end cars are just tools and we use them for a purpose. But cars are also objects into which we inject our own soul, time, passion, devotion and not just a little money.
I've had my RS for eleven years now. And for eleven years it's been the dearest object to my heart. The one thing my friends would always laugh at was never going to move from #1 on my priority list, even when my wife came along. And even when she did the car went from being a lust object for me to being a family member, and something that brought my wife and me together and brought a smile to her face as often as it did my own.
I don't just like this car... I LOVE it. I love it with passion, with heart, soul, and it breaks my heart to do what I'm about to.
So what's happening? Well... Tomorrow a very respectable chap is coming by to look at it, and perhaps buy it from me. He's an agreeable person, and though I'm perhaps getting less money than I think I could (aren't we all), I'm not upset by his offer.
But as I sat yesterday, looking at all the receipts and documents, putting them in order for him, categorizing what was for what and separating the emissions test results from the annual service bills... My heart just started weeping, and I wanted to clutch those papers to my heart and just cry. I forgot all about the Mustang which is on its way to me, and just wanted to stop time and live with this car forever.
I'm not selling because I'm in financial dire straits. I'm selling because it's the right thing to do. The RS is now 12 years old. It needs care I can't give it. It needs a house with a garage - not to be parked on a street under a tree, an owner who knows how to maintain a car properly, and who uses it not as an everyday, year-round roundabout bandit daily driver but as something precious, a project car to work on in his spare time. That's exactly the sort of house it's going to (I hope), so I'm happy for the car... but...
Is it normal to be this heartbroken to lose your car? Or am I crazy? I can't help it, I'm completely in pieces today. I can't get any work done in the office, I'm just... broken.
I've had my RS for eleven years now. And for eleven years it's been the dearest object to my heart. The one thing my friends would always laugh at was never going to move from #1 on my priority list, even when my wife came along. And even when she did the car went from being a lust object for me to being a family member, and something that brought my wife and me together and brought a smile to her face as often as it did my own.
I don't just like this car... I LOVE it. I love it with passion, with heart, soul, and it breaks my heart to do what I'm about to.
So what's happening? Well... Tomorrow a very respectable chap is coming by to look at it, and perhaps buy it from me. He's an agreeable person, and though I'm perhaps getting less money than I think I could (aren't we all), I'm not upset by his offer.
But as I sat yesterday, looking at all the receipts and documents, putting them in order for him, categorizing what was for what and separating the emissions test results from the annual service bills... My heart just started weeping, and I wanted to clutch those papers to my heart and just cry. I forgot all about the Mustang which is on its way to me, and just wanted to stop time and live with this car forever.
I'm not selling because I'm in financial dire straits. I'm selling because it's the right thing to do. The RS is now 12 years old. It needs care I can't give it. It needs a house with a garage - not to be parked on a street under a tree, an owner who knows how to maintain a car properly, and who uses it not as an everyday, year-round roundabout bandit daily driver but as something precious, a project car to work on in his spare time. That's exactly the sort of house it's going to (I hope), so I'm happy for the car... but...
Is it normal to be this heartbroken to lose your car? Or am I crazy? I can't help it, I'm completely in pieces today. I can't get any work done in the office, I'm just... broken.
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