Here's my attempt. In *approximately* 100 words. Constructive criticism is always appreciated.
The tremor was worse. It had given way to shaking. Terrifying, unnatural shaking. At the traffic light, I halted, waiting for the green. The light changed, but I held my breath, not exhaling until I was through the intersection. The car lurched. "Please," I begged. "Just a little more." With another shudder, we crested the hill, rolled into a turn at the next street, and steered into a parking lot. She waited for me. Pale blue and sparkling in the morning light. An hour later, I took her with me. My heart was heavy as I drove away from 100,000 miles of memories. And it was full of anticipation for a new adventure.
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I love your line "100K miles of memories." It's amazing how we become attached to our cars, to the memories they hold. You did a great job of conjuring up this feeling! I recently traded my 12 yr old 100K miler and was surprised at how sad I felt leaving it behind as I drove away in the new car.
I don't think you can ever forget 'that' car. It held so many memories... good and bad.
You got my attention pronto and what an emotional end! Also, this is my first stop at your blog (found you through the 100 word challenge) and I really groove it. Love your lack of definition. ; ) Keep up the writing!
This is how my husband would deal with the death of a car. Fun to read. :)
My first pickup died on me far too soon (127k-ish), mid-roadtrip.
I still miss her.
You had me at tremor. Very vivid.
From one "none of the above blogger to another.
Oh yeah, I remember those cars. Loved their peculiar odors and quirks. Farewell, sweet princes!
I had the same experience with my car once upon a time! It's always sad to leave a car behind, they've been with us through so much :)
Old clunkers always hold a special place in our hearts, don't they? Why is that?
Well done friend! Well done, indeed! :)
I love this! We recently "retired" our 1992 Volvo wagon and the feeling you outline here is still so fresh in my mind!
Aww, I've had those cars. It's so hard to walk away.
Isn't it funny how attached we get to our cars? We recently traded in the one we brought our son home from the hospital in. I got a little choked up!
I really like your post. I miss our old cars too. You conjured up a great memory!
I was a little scared at the 1st sentence and then kept reading and thought aww your poor little car! How sad, you did an excellent job!
Leaving an old car and driving away with a new one is a little bittersweet. I think I'll feel like that when I (finally, years from now) move out of our first house.
I like the way you created expectations of something completely different. I also liked 'as I drove away from 100,000 miles of memories.'
I love 100,000 miles of memories. :-) So descriptive. It tells me a lot about your experiences. Funny how these moments with inanimate objects can be so full of emotion. Been there, girl. :-)
Great post! Unexpected "Ode to a Clunker" concept that you conjured up for us here. I LOVE unexpected! I especially love unexpected done well. :D
Trish in AZ
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Clever! I've only had one car I was sad to sell, but this definitely conjured up some of those memories!
You took me right back to the first car I ever said goodbye to.
A cara about which I still wax nostalgic at every opportunity.
Thank you.
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