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Like all my posessions... I hurts to let go when you give a damn about them.
At least you feel comfort thinking it went to a good home. I hate when I sell something that I cared and maintained personally for many years just to hear or see how it has deteriorated since I sold it.
Sounds silly but my first car, '72 Chevy Vega (ok, laugh if you must), was my pride and joy. at 115000 miles, which was very high miles for that aluminum blocked 4 banger, I put in a Small block V8. Kept it looking stock except for the 8 cylinders under the hood. I would still have that car but in 1989 it was now my 'spare car' and my friend talked me into selling it to him. Well, the guy is still my friend but the hair sticks up on my neck when I think how he destroyed that car in short order. Man that car was fun.
If you respect and appreciate something...you will miss it.
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'75 Jeep CJ5 345Hp ChevyPwr and two motorcycles: it wasn't Volvos safety , it was Longevity that sold me
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