Yesterday morning early, I knew I could wait no longer to get my Mini Cooper into the shop for some serious repair. I called AAA, made arrangements and before traffic got too bad, the little car was headed out of my drive-way.
I watched carefully the man’s actions as he went about his business hooking my car for the trip across town. I couldn’t help it, I was realizing I have a real connection to this little car. I have driven it nearly 150,000 miles with my job. Truthfully I had over driven it, it needed service months ago, but when could I get it into the shop? I just couldn’t find the time, I needed to get back on the road.
Crazy as I sounds, I now realized this little car had hung with me until I retired, then was saying, please help me. Please service me!
I watched the tow truck’s flashing lights go on, I realized there was this nostalgia feeling coming over me. This is my friend, we have been together on the road for all these miles. We have a relationship, a history. What made me wait so long? I had to get a picture even though it was dark.
Later that afternoon I got the call. Yikes! How much? Are you sure? OK, let’s do it. I still
love this little car.
susannefortune 
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