I guess her time is up. I hope to find someone who loves 240's and wants a project car, but I may have to bury her soon. I no longer drive a red brick. I drive...(Pause, Sigh) an Audi A4. At first I was angry at the thought of having to buy a newer auto. Mad at the payments, mad at the btchn red volo, mad because many of my friends were like "thank god. Step into the new millenium"(its a 98 so I guess Im still behind), mad at the folks who kept reminding me about how I used to go on and on about my car like it was my first child. Im starting to be alright with it. The only reason I didnt fix her is the pressure from the parents, namely my pop who's hand is normally firmly gripped around his wallet. I must say it is nice to have the turbo, and the four wheel drive...the heated-seat thing is a little much.

Anywho, one day I will own another 240, that I will probably go from love to hate with a million times. I think addict is a little strong. Glutton for punishment may be a better way to describe it.

Thanks for all of the advice. Ill always be in "love (with) my btchn red volvo".

But the other problem is now Im addicted to the board too...I think I might need separation therapy!