Do cars go to heaven?

Our car surely hopes so. This morning it passed away to the eternal motorway in the sky (or spoil a nice car’s high expectations and call it a scrap heap).

There it went, our loyal wreck-on-wheels, aged 16, with its outdated Warrant of Fitness, brake-indication-feature, will-the-trunk-open-this-time-or-not-feature, guess-your-speed-feature, pull-the-fuel-door-open-yourself-feature, empty-out-the-glove-compartment-with-just-one-move-feature, and to top it all off, its sophisticated anti-theft-feature: it would take 30 min to cool off before the starter motor would start again.

We will really miss it …