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I felt this way even with my first very own car which I only had for 3 years. I legit teared up on my last drive back from the mechanic. After spending most of my adult life without a licence let alone a car, I went through so much in such a short time with that car, especaially through big life changes: lockdowns, moving to my own rental, changes in friends…
Felt like I was saying goodbye to a part of me. Nothing particularly special about that car but still…
I felt this way even with my first very own car which I only had for 3 years. I legit teared up on my last drive back from the mechanic. After spending most of my adult life without a licence let alone a car, I went through so much in such a short time with that car, especaially through big life changes: lockdowns, moving to my own rental, changes in friends…
Felt like I was saying goodbye to a part of me. Nothing particularly special about that car but still…