Ode to Peter

Peter was my first car.  He was a 1997 Ford Mustang.  He was white.  Even though he was a piece of crap (it was an automatic car, but in order to shift you had to take your foot off the accelerator like a manual car), he was still amazing.  I named him Peter at the end of my sophomore year with the help of Cassie DeWitt. 


Recently my dad bought me a new car.  The new car is actually a used car, but to me it is new.  It's a yellow Volkswagon bug.  I like it a lot, but it's a stick shift, so I had to learn to drive it.  At first it was pretty difficult, but now I like driving stick. 


Anyways, back to Peter.  My dad sold it and I just wanted to recognize Peter and all the amazing times I've had in him since I got him as a hand-me-down from my cousin. 


Good bye Peter.  I loved you.


-B