Our time together was short but sweet. When I first laid eyes on you, sitting in that fat girl I went to High school with's yard; I knew it was meant to be. Sure you were a little rough around the edges (aren't we all?), But I saw your potential. I cleaned you up, fixed your interior, even gave you a new transmission so you could drive me anywhere my heart desired. Alas, it wasn't enough. They say if you just take care of your cars they will last you a lifetime, but in your case I'm afraid your previous lover was just a little too aggressive. I know you will be so very happy with your new owner, for what I lack in time and money he makes up for with ample knowledge to better assist your delicate condition. It was fun while it lasted, Dearest Basil, You will be missed.
Goodbye old bean.