I just found out my first car, a 90 ford tbird n/a, is on its way to the junk yard. SO SAD...
I sold it to my uncle a couple of years ago, with a big dent in the rear quarter panel and blown headgaskets(blown headgaskets in a 3.8 ford???
), and I still loved that hunk of junk. He fixed the gaskets and drove it as a daily driver for a long time and just traded it in. There's no way they could resell that car, so its gotta be on its way to the junk yard. So sad....Is this weird that I feel so much emotion for a hunk of junk?? I remember everytime I saw my uncle and he had the car with him, I was so happy to see the car! Haha, sad right?
Alicia