Goodbye Steve Austin The Car

It was inevitable, I guess. Steve Austin died this weekend. No, not Lee Majors, but my car Steve.

He has been on life-support for a long time. My mechanic said time of death was about 9:50 this morning.

“This car is a POS,” he said, a Marlboro stuck between his finger, looking at the remnants of what I think used to be a working engine. “I think you should just say goodbye.”

We said our farewells. The viewing is at 4 p.m. and then Steve heads to the scrapyard in the sky (or in a field. Not sure how Nashville works these things out.)

May he rest in peace.

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