My car. My precious Honda. It is old but it is special. So special, in fact, that every time I drive it, someone asks me if I will sell it.
My car was hit by some obnoxious person. Hit in a mall parking lot on private property. Which, no police officer can assign guilt or liability to either party involved in the accident.
My car is not mine anymore. I have to go to a lawyer to get it back. My fear is, that it is in a place where everyone wants to drive it and claim it as their own.
Say a prayer for Frostie. Although he is nineteen years old, he is not used to spending the night away from home.
Hollis Hildebrand-Mills 
Frostie get well soon and go home to your rightful owner where you belong!
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My thoughts are with you, Frostie. May bad karma blight obnoxious drivers everywhere.
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Frostie says “Thanks!” He’s trying to keep people from sitting on his lap now!
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I’m so sorry about Frostie, Hollis. Don’t give up on him, Honda’s will go forever. I love mine!
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Jill, I will never give up on Frostie! He is the second Honda I have owned. I think my next car will be one too. But back to poor Frostie. The parts are still not in, but he’ll be going strong soon! I am sure of it!
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Thanks Jill. I love Hondas too!!!
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We become so attached to our cars, don’t we? My very first was called Basil and he went wrong all the time, had huge holes in the floor but I remember him with affection. I’ve never named another car since.
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Thank you Jenny! Frostie is a classic. And I really mean, that, to get him back, from, as they say here, “totalled”, means getting an attorney. He is a sought-after car. But the insurance company doesn’t want to fix him.
Everyone wants to buy him so he gets driven every time I leave him in a shop.
We are going to end up paying for him to be fixed, and the attorney will have to straighten it out!!!! What a mess!
I drive another car and I have to admit, I have named all my cars. That name I can’t tell you. It’s sillier than Frostie. Basil is a good name. There is a restaurant named Basil and I sat across the street from it yesterday and thought of you. 🙂
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Poor Frostie. What a mean person!
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I know. Well, karma has a way! Frostie’s side all bend, But parts are (hopefully) on the way…and he will be fixed soon. He is a Honda Prelude 1995. Just in case you were wondering. Those cars have been stolen from garages!
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A very special car, and a reason for him to be named!
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Looking forward to seeing Frosty good as new.
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Thank you Lorraine. I think he will be. Just a major gash in his side!
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