She was proclaimed officially dead today and I had a serious emotional attachment to her. It was kind of weird, but hey, we all have our things.
I first got her on June 8, 2007, the day I graduated High School. From the first moment I saw her I knew: She was my car.
She got me through some good times and some tough times, many of which involved me getting lost. She may have had her faults, but she was still a wonderful car, (and amazing on gas). Through all of her 160,000+ miles, she has always been a fantastic mode of transportation that I will never forget.
So I dedicate this post to Stella, my first car. Rest in Parts.