The Grey Ghost is gone. Long live the Gray Ghost.
We left it sitting in the Humane Society parking lot, knowing that they will lavish upon it the same love we have given it over the past 6 years. Namely, none. None love. Just hard, hard usage by an impatient, speed-obsessed young driver.
Now it is free to live out its last years on the Humane Society Farm for Retired Vehicles. Or sold at auction for parts.
We don't even seem to have any photographic evidence that it ever existed. Just the memory of the smell.
Godspeed, Grey Ford Ranger of Danger. You shall roll into parked cars no more.
There's Kleenex in the lobby.