The subject line sounds like the title to a country song, and I'm just getting to the point that I don't want to cry in my Crown Royal, or scream and break something. A few weeks ago I was broad-sided by a utility truck, spent a few days in the hospital because my cardiac enzymes were elevated, probably due to cardiac contusion from the combined forces of the seat belt, air bag, and lateral force. Thankfully I was in my Mark VII, if I'd been in anything else I probably would have been seriously injured. On the other hand my car was destroyed. My insurance co. paid me the high KBB value and I had to give them the title. I had planned on keeping that car for the rest of my life. It was a 50th birthday present from my wife in 97.
That's why I had not been in touch with anyone lately. Thanks for letting me vent. I'll never find another like it but if I run across one after I get my mad money (would make my wife mad if she knew I had it)account built up I may take the plunge. I've got almost $5K now so it won't be to terribly long. I'll just never let my self get that attached to a car again.
Talk to you later Lincoln people.
Lee
That's why I had not been in touch with anyone lately. Thanks for letting me vent. I'll never find another like it but if I run across one after I get my mad money (would make my wife mad if she knew I had it)account built up I may take the plunge. I've got almost $5K now so it won't be to terribly long. I'll just never let my self get that attached to a car again.
Talk to you later Lincoln people.
Lee