Farewell My Friend

I had been married to her, for going on five years. Pearl white in colour, and the inline six. I did not have the heart or what you may consider the inner moral strength to say good-bye to you. You have been, truly, my very loyal friend, Onehundredninety horses and sweet torque aplenty, you never let me down, you never even once considered faltering, you have been what I'd call a blatant inspiration. So, do you mind, if I just wave at you, while driving out into the streets of life, while you sit there, a bit forlorn and sad. I do not know your psyche, although we did spend so much time together and you were there when things got tough and rough and tumble, you had the wherewithall to shrug your fenders, and blink those Osram bulbs as if to say, 'Oh yes we can'. I hope, with my own, heavy heart that you will find a home, a new companion who treats you well and does appreciate the soul that can be found only in places near the most elusive Edelweiss. I will remember you with fondness, and I can say that we were such a lucky pair.