It has been 4 years to the day since my car has been registered.
Through this period of time, it has seen me through break-ups, make-ups, good days and bad days.
As hard as I try not to form an emotional bond to a piece of metal, I can't but feel a slight twinge of regret that one day, some day, this beautiful relationship has to come to an end.
But it is not the perfect steed; it drinks gasoline like no tomorrow, and brake pads and rotors are changed on a regular basis. As I'm typing this, the (6th) clutch is starting to slip, and it was installed barely 2 months ago.