In Memory of my First Car

Those of you who have known me for a very long time no that my ACTUAL first car is a '90 Toyota Camry but it got stolen and messed up seriously within days of me getting my permit. But the rest of you know that my first car is a 2000 Honda Civic DX. Not so many of you know that about 3 weeks ago I got rear ended by some Mexican girl on her cell phone on my way to school. So now my car is "totaled" and I've been without a car since then. I am unable to drive myself to school, work, church, and/or to hang out with friends. I am not able to drive around and give people rides and drive drunk friends home (you know who you are). Many of you know how much I complained about the car and all the problems it gave me and such. Therefore many of you know how ungrateful I was to have a car that got me from point A to point B without any major problems. Well, now that it's gone, I now truly see how ungrateful I was to my parents for even getting me this car. And if I really think about it, I have lots to be thankful about BECAUSE of this car. There were alot of firsts in this car. First car. First race. First accident (NOT race related...kinda). First female passenger. First time sleeping with a girl in the car (LITERALLY sleeping. As in napping before class.) First parking ticket. First time being pulled over by a cop. First flat tire. First oil change. First tire change. And the list can actually go on. So...I guess I should say: Thank you, car, for everything that you've done for me these past 3 years.