I know I'm probably too old to be sad about something silly like a car - but for the last 13 years, my Camry rarely let me down and has always been there for me. Yeah, it's true a few years back Jason started using the metro so I drove his (much newer) PT Cruiser, but it was mostly because he wanted me to be safe. She looks almost as good as the day I bought her- in Illinois in the summer of 1999. With its "gold package" -at the time...this was luxury beyond what I really needed and the car note wasn't pretty but it was mine- and I loved writing that car payment check. I'd have to say its like saying "bye" to a part of the family. It finally was going to cost more to fix than it was worth- so we asked the Midas guys up the street to turn off the check engine light and we crossed our fingers that when we were going to trade it in, the car would make it to the dealership without breaking down. Here's the one of the last picture's of my awesome car. Thanks for the memories!
