Armored Squirrel

Please take a moment of silence to honor the Carolina Hot Rod, may she rest in peace… or as an interesting recycled steel object.If you haven’t already, it may help you fill in the details by reading my earlier post The Carolina Hot Rod.

Today, the Hot Rod is being taken to the car crusher to be sent into scrap metal eternity. She lived a long an fruitful life. I can’t verify it, but I am guessing that fewer repairs were completed on that vehicle and almost any other vehicle on the road. Toward the end, it showed and she sputtered and weaved all over the road like a blind horse.

The Hot Rod rarely if ever left its passengers stranded on the side of the road. It operated like an Ak-47 and kept on going no matter how dirty or ill-maintained she was. I’m not really sure how many miles on on the car now. The odometer has been stuck somewhere just past 146,000 since 2002.

I always planned on driving this car into the ground until it died. I had hoped for something a little more dramatic than failing to get it started in a friend’s parking lot. I guess we can just say that the Hot Rod died peacefully in its sleep. Now, I putt around in an older, louder, and much smellier car. I hope that my new ride, “Gerwalt”(German female name for “mighty with a spear”) will last as long and create such a legacy at the Carolina Hot Rod has. I have definitely been doing a better job at keeping the trash out of the floor boards these days.