...Until we meet again...

[bobo_phaedrus]

I would like to take a moment to announce the passing of "Scabs," my wonderfully beat-up (I called it "personality" when introducing it to new people) 1993 Subaru Legacy Sedan. Scabs was selflessly carting me back from work Wednesday evening when I ran headlong into a sudden backup, unable to stop or swerve far enough in time to avoid a collision

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*sigh*

[martin_bishop]

That scrappy sonofabitch brought us safely from Goucher to CP in crazy-ass snow during the Christmas season. At 2 AM.

"Follow the tracks. That's a great idea. Except the guy who made the tracks--who was HE following?"

Rest in Peace, Scabs.

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[princesscallie]

You took my memory! (Well, borrowed memory, since I wasn't in the car.) God, I remember all of us in the station thinking about your car, then thinking about the snow, then hoping you weren't dead. I did a "Yay, Matt and Charlie are still alive" dance when you called us long-distance after your scary drive home.

Rest in Peace, Señor Scabs. I hardly knew ye, yet as an empathetic creature, I feel Matt's pain and now have a strange desire to sit in my pjs eating Ben and Jerry's and watching Julia Roberts' movies...*puzzled look* Matt, what the hell is wrong with you? ;)