Fourteen years, and 200,000 miles. Cross country trips, pizza deliveries, first kisses, and popped cherries. High school, college, grad school. Prom night, stag night, Wedding day, moving day. Interstates, speeding tickets, fender bender's. Beach parties, blizzards. Snow ruts, Cigarette butts, sunroof's in January. Boones Farm nestled with the spare tire. State lines, big fines, broken taillights spoil nights. Radiator fluid tastes pretty rank. Camping in the back seat, the Adirondacks were a treat. You'd be surprised; the folks you meet! Jaeger stain in the trunk, or is that some dried up spunk? Dirty socks, lawnmower blades, sacks of dirt and an old t-shirt that says "If it smells like fish, EAT IT". Woodstock, Bonnaroo, I was there it was a zoo. Screaming "I love what you do for me!" while pretending you're in a Jaguar. For all of this I have to say...
...I'll miss you....
...I'll miss you....
