A little home from home for thoughts, dreams, ideas, stories, fantasies, whispers. Warning this may contain adult/explicit material and ramblings of a bdsm or possibly incoherent nature. It may also contain not much... Take it as it's meant. Fantasy, reality, a blurring of the two... those dreams escaping so my head stays clear.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Mine
My car is in for its MOT today, to get it checked over and prove she is motorworthy again for another year. I have to admit I'm kinda nervous, that car has done me well over the last 3 years but she is getting on and slowly slowly little bits are starting working. If she can get through just one more time... Its a shame, she is such a good little runner, its stupid things. The sunroof leaks now (much to the amusement of the boy when we drive off and a thin stream of water runs down over the passenger or driver depending on which way you turn). The drivers door lock was gashed and rendered unusuable by a screwdriver attack by someone that tried to steal it a few months back (I felt SO violated at that, my car is basically all I walked away with when we seperated. She is MINE.). She leaks oil and coolant a little. Just little things of old age. But, she runs like a dream, drives like a princess, steers like she knows what I am thinking and she eats those country roads hugging the corners and shocking everyone that such a naff old looking car can move quite that sharpish. She is mine and when time comes I will be so sad to see her go. Just one more year though. Please.
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