I'm just so fucking angry.

It only had 55k on it. The interior still smelled like shitty 90's GM plastic. It was practically a new car.

But the fucking moron in front of me couldn't stand the inconvenience of driving to the next exit. So he stopped in the middle lane of a 3 lane highway to turn 90 degrees right.

And the fucking moron behind me couldn't stand the inconvenience of waiting to make her phone call until she got home. And so she wasn't watching the road. And so she didn't see me coasting—coasting!!—to a stop. And so she slammed into me, full speed, at 70mph. And then was so confused as to what had occurred that she promptly floored it and slammed into me again.

God bless the engineers at General Motors for saving my life, and goodnight sweet prince to a car that never deserved to die like this.

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(top pic is not mine, thanks to the original owner for letting me borrow it for this eulogy and to hide le boobies)

Edit: I feel like I've been FP'd, the replies are coming in so fast. I'm gonna do my best to thank every one of you, but if it takes me a while to get to you, I want you to know I really appreciate it. People in real life don't quite get why this sucks, and that's not their fault, but you guys do, and that makes me feel better. So thanks.