I know that moving to South Dakota was difficult and driving through snow and ice wasn't easy on you, but you ran like a champ. It's not that I don't want you anymore, it's just that with a baby on the way we needed to buy a bigger vehicle. We've had some great times, though.
I'll always remember the trips to the Keys and the summer afternoons at the beach. Sometimes we would just drive, going nowhere in particular but just wastin' away the day. Remember when I got Wylie? She meowed and cried all the way home. You got us home safely. You never failed to start when I needed you to run the most and you never left me stranded. I wish you could have brought home our first child from the hospital. Maybe, we'll name him Chevy?
As many good times we had, I can't thank you enough for getting me through some tough times. You were there to help me and the Wife move after hurricanes Francis and Jeanne destroyed our apartments. All the drives home after horrible dates and bad breakups. But, lets not dwell on the bad stuff. You were the best vehicle I have ever owned and I can not thank you enough for the last 10 years.
So, goodbye old friend. I'll miss you.