.:The Marshmallow:.

Let me tell you about my first car.

Not my parent's car I got to drive in high school.

Yes, I was LUCKY to drive that car.

It was a 1984 Pontiac Firebird with an 8 cylinder engine.

Much like this one, except in grey.

It was such a nice car.

I cried the day dad sold it.

Yes really mom.

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MY first car I owned was my Dodge Neon.

My "Marshmallow" as I so fondly called it.

It was white with grey bumpers.

Not many of those ones out there.

I knew that if I wrecked it, it'd squish like one.

But man did I love it.

I got a STEAL of a deal on it.

Do you remember those commercials???

LOVE the "Hi."

It was a '95.

with like 20k miles on it when I bought the thing in '98.

I was 18 and working 40 hours per week.

Man oh man, it was a good deal!

I drove it EVERYWHERE.

I didn't care what my friends and I were doing, I was driving.

I loved to drive!

I took it on several road trips.

California, Montana, Idaho.

The Marshmallow survived until 2002.

It had over 100,000 miles on it.

Just as I predicted, when you get in a wreck, it smooshes.

Especially the front end.

The radiator was at a 45 degree angle when I got out of the car.

I was fine.

Luckily.

Even though I was not wearing my seat belt.

{Did you all hear my mom just yell at me through the computer?

I'm pretty sure I did.}

I'd hydroplaned into the woman in front of me.

I was 22.

I had no kids yet.

Hadn't even met my husband.

The wreck made her 6 year old puke.

I felt HORRIBLE.

Her Mercury wasn't even damaged.

My heart broke.

I loved MY car.

I was going to have it forever.

Sadly, I'd also just paid it off 2 months before.

I'd put a new engine in it after a belt blew and the pistons destroyed the engine the year before.

I was still paying my dad back for that!

I did get my money's worth from the insurance company.

Some days, I still miss my Neon.

Rest in peace dear Marshmallow.

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