Bye-Bye, Murphy Car Nissan.

Well, my car is sold. It was sold two weeks ago and nobody told me. I would've felt like an idiot if I had gotten that job at Rcktwn. "Oh, sorry, I have no transport. Nevermind!"

Nevertheless, despite all the issues that earned her the name "Murphy," she was a good car. She was my first car, purchased in 1997. A 4-door Nissan Sentra XE. Charcoal Grey. Excellent speakers. A feature I never even thought to examine when I made the purchase. What a much enjoyed bonus!

We went from Tennessee to San Francisco to Anaheim and back again, and all kinds of places in between. Not the kind of girl to always sit around and wait for life to come to me, I drove off to Napa, Sausalito (a favorite place!), Redding, Sacramento, Modesto, San Bernadino, Chico, San Diego, Encinitas, West Hollywood, Long Beach, and some other random places whose names I've forgotten.

Oh, I remember the time I was living back in Indianpolis and we hit black ice on an overpass in December. Thought we weren't going to make it. Thought we were skating off the bridge. Thought we were going to plow into a brand new pickup truck by the median. But you pulled through, Murph. And that time I was driving back to Nashville from visiting family in Kentucky and that tractor-trailer had dropped a tire in the middle of the lane. Thought we were going to flip over, Murphy. But we made it with just some sratches on your belly.

You've had your problems, like the oil leak since 2002, but you've been great, dear ol' car. Paint oxidizing, right rear window replaced with Plexiglas (thanks, Jim!), front driver's side fender crushed from that time that guy was dissing me and I was freaking out and I hit the gas instead of the break and drove into the library parking garage wall.

She started out with 90,000 miles and this past summer we passed the 200,000 mile mark. She'll be missed.