Car-ma Chameleon.

If you're anything like me (or most modern day males really), then you will never forget your first car. I'm not necessarily talking about the first vehicle you ever drove, but am referring more to the first car that you ever bought with your own hard earned cash. Because for me at the time, cars costed (in relation to what I was earning at that point) the same as a medium sized island in the Caribbean. And you didn't even want to think of the cost of petrol on top of that! So when I eventually decided to take the plunge and buy a car that would (hopefully) get me from A to B, after selling all my earthly possessions, one of my kidneys and at least 80% of my soul, purchasing the car and registering the vehicle in my name, I really learned to appreciate it.

Of course, there were days when I appreciated it much less. For example when it suddenly died on me during peak traffic at a busy intersection, leaving half the world hooting at me in disgust. Or when the clutch or head gasket blew, and it emptied my bank account out in one fell swoop. Yes, it was times like these that I was wishing it a rather painful death. And an even more painful eternal existence in car hell. But even so, thinking back on it now, it was certainly one of the best pieces of well engineered metal that I ever purchased. Ok, so it was only a Fiesta, but to me it was a Ferrari... well lets just say, a very unique kind of Ferrari that could never exceeded 120km/hour.

In the end, what really mattered was that the car brought me more good times than bad, and made many a memorable occasion possible. Here then, is my tribute to my ex-Ferrari.

Now, if only I could grow another kidney to pay for the next one.