R.I.P. Little Red, 1989-2006

A little over a week ago I said goodbye to my second car, Little Red. She is named so because my grandpa used to own a candy red 1962 Buick LeSabre that was lovingly called Big Red. My mom traded Lil' Red in order to purchase a new Kia Sportage.

I have many memories with Little Red, including watching the odometer change from 149,999 to 150,000, breaking the power antenna, stalling 1.7 miles away from my house, changing a flat on the way home from camp, stalling in the middle of Ames, etc.

Shawn, a frequent passenger in Little Red, reminisces about the late vehicle:

(Shawn's Eulogy from inside Little Red...)

Wow, what a sad day. I spent many a car ride to Wal-Mart and Bookends & Beans in that car. 2 favorite experiences are:

#2 - Trying to drive to the Jason Mraz concert in Madison, WI through a RIDICULOUS blizzard, when we played the game "hit the big chunks of snow" and almost died so we stopped.
#1 - Driving through the torrential downpour in Rochester's forever road construction, but we don't have windshield whippers that work so we're using our hands and a small towel to try and see whats going on.

RIP Little Red... (Shawn opens the door and rolls up the driverside window)¹

*Fade to black

Even though she got a little sketchy and unreliable in her last days, Little Red was a good car. I am now the "proud" driver of a 1996 Dodge Neon.

1. In order to roll up the driver's side window, it was necessary to have the door open slightly. [↩]