The ride was sweet as you took us wherever we wanted to go. You were with us on our first date and and you took our first child home from the hospital when he was born. You turned heads every time we cruised the strip and everyone was in envy of your luster and beautiful shine.
But after a Drunk had hurt you and took you down, you haven't been the same. Your injuries were permanent and you without choice could never ride again. Now you sit quietly hidden by Mother nature who comforts you from the rain.
Your elderly and decrepit state now leaves you to wither away waiting for the day you disappear for good.