Today was a sad day, for today was the day I sold my car. My little Elantra was a good, sturdy car. Whether I was driving the Garden State Parkway, the New York Thruway or the Mass Pike it never steered me wrong. Yes there was that one time when you broke your nose at the gym, it was tough but we made it through together. You were a noble steed and come your 8th birthday in May, even though I will be 3,000 miles away from you (most likely riding the bus), I will think of you fondly and hope that your new driver appreciates you as much as I did. Oh my little blue/green Elantra, you will be missed.