The Buick clocked out with 277,807 km on it. This it's last ride:
That was the Buick being hauled far, far away from a local dealership ;) It was actually a bitter sweet moment. We all know I'm a weiner and I feel sorry for everything. As predicted I actually felt sad for the Buick. It was sort of like putting a faithful, but very annoying, poorly behaved pet to sleep. It was the right thing to do, but I still feel sad. That's weird, eh? Yeah, thought so too...
Here's a small admission to go along with this video. Ready? Okay.
*I picked out the Buick and I made Mr. Pretties buy it three years ago. I promoted a trade from a 6 year old mint condition Honda with 71,000km on it for an 8 year old Buick with 190,000km on it.*
Whew. I feel so much better now that I got that off my chest! So, the Buick saga was really all my fault. I guess that was an example of the .111% of the time that I'm wrong. And when I'm wrong, I'm very, very wrong. Hey, if you're going to do something go all the way, right? Sure. We'll go with that...
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