revbond
09-06-2001, 02:29 PM
Dearly Beloved,
We are gathered here today to mourn the passing of a Car, a wonderful car brilliant in its pearl black glory, to the hands of another. Some would say that a car does not feel, does not speak, does not hear... But I am here today to say that this Car, this 500E, felt my joys, heard my sorrows, and spoke to me its pains so that I could fix them, its triumphs so that I could trumpet them to all that could hear and would listen.
Yes, this was a great car...that now passes from my world to another's, reduced to the originalness of its birth-state, devoid if its EVOII wheels, its AMG door sills, and yes, even, devoid of the mighty AMG suspension and exhaust.
And, indeed, even though we may mourn the passing this Car, we can rest, assured that in the other's world it will continue to live gloriously and breath fire along the hiways of perilous medocrity, and continue to subdue the unmeasured, the poorly constructed, those vehicles the existence of which is justified only by economies of scale and the demands of transient fads.
We can also rest, assured that this Car will return, resplendent in shimmering silver, to once again don its AMG cladding and more. Yes, it will return. I am sure, that if it were still with us for just a moment longer, it would ask only that we have faith.
Amen
We are gathered here today to mourn the passing of a Car, a wonderful car brilliant in its pearl black glory, to the hands of another. Some would say that a car does not feel, does not speak, does not hear... But I am here today to say that this Car, this 500E, felt my joys, heard my sorrows, and spoke to me its pains so that I could fix them, its triumphs so that I could trumpet them to all that could hear and would listen.
Yes, this was a great car...that now passes from my world to another's, reduced to the originalness of its birth-state, devoid if its EVOII wheels, its AMG door sills, and yes, even, devoid of the mighty AMG suspension and exhaust.
And, indeed, even though we may mourn the passing this Car, we can rest, assured that in the other's world it will continue to live gloriously and breath fire along the hiways of perilous medocrity, and continue to subdue the unmeasured, the poorly constructed, those vehicles the existence of which is justified only by economies of scale and the demands of transient fads.
We can also rest, assured that this Car will return, resplendent in shimmering silver, to once again don its AMG cladding and more. Yes, it will return. I am sure, that if it were still with us for just a moment longer, it would ask only that we have faith.
Amen