An old car, it was the first, bought of hard and slowly earned money.
However reliable or not, beautiful or ugly, fast or slow, rusty or perfect, that first car will always outperform all future ones in terms of meaningful ownership.
The purpose and usefulness of owning it vastly exceeded any pride in any other object she ever bought, or indeed was given as a a gift.
Some things are true originals, genuine and once only in their meaning.
The next time it rains, watch the drops, hear the patter and store the feeling.
One by one experiences accumulate value, forever.
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