It's been 9 years and 11 months, 2 sets of tires, 144,718 miles, and a whooole lot more money than I want to put in type. But this morning, Yolanda The Honda went to her new home on a beautiful hill on Camano Island. The radio played all the best music, and the weather cooperated for me to have the sunroof open, and I got to use her V-6 the way it was intended. She was a race car all the way up Marine Drive, for her farewell journey.
Yolanda The Honda, you were a dream car for 9 years, and a pain in the BUTT for the last 1. Thank you for safely transporting my boy and I, in style for so many years. ☺
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