On the eve of my move to the city of Dallas in the State of Texas, Reggie said it would be best if we traded cars. He thought it would be best if I drove a car instead of an SUV in the big city. I didn't agree, but economically it was going to be best. So. I inherited a lovely 2003 Chevy Malibu (with LEATHER seats).
The 'bu has served me well. Decent gas mileage, acceleration that beats most of the DART buses, hot leather seats on a really hot summer day and of course the sun-roof that is stuck in the closed position. I can tell you exactly how many nights I've spent cruising the city with the windows down and the sun-roof open: zero.
All in all, it has been a fine automobile. Spacious, luxurious and oh-so-classy. I salute you, 'bu. Thank you for transporting me to work daily and thank you for not breaking down in south Dallas after 5pm during rush hour, it was with that gesture that reminded me just how considerate you really are.
R.I.P Chevy Malibu.
Humberto did not get the best of you. I did and I believe that with my whole heart.