TARDIS's Aren't So Much Made As Grown...

I knew it was time. He had seen better days and Lords knew he was on his last legs.

Poor old Gerald.

For those unfamiliar with my vehicle, I had a '98 Ford Ranger. It was a pretty good truck, all things considered.

In the grand tradition of my grandfather, I would name each vehicle that would join me through life's journeys. Since '92, I've had the Admiral, the Admiral II: Electric Boogaloo, the Deathsaturn and Gerald.

Each had served me well in their own capacity and I can recall many memories of adventures within them, Fruitless or otherwise.

It was a sad day letting Gerald go. I kept toying with the idea of repairing him, but knew that this was illogical. Needed a new engine, new tie rods, new brake shoes, an alignment, new tires and various other repairs that stacked up a bill estimate between $4,500 and $5,500.

I'd seen newer, lower milage vehicles for slightly over that price range, so I knew I had to let go. I had to find a new road buddy and after much searching...



Behold, the TARDIS!

Fellow Doctor Who fans can see the "resemblance" although I am missing the white dome light on top and the words "Police Box" enscribed somewhere on the body. It is also not police box shaped, nor is it dimensionally transcendental. Laws of the road and physics being as they are, authenticity will sadly be a dream unrealized. Heh.

Was writing up a "farewell to Gerald" piece and if it has promise, I'll post it up soon. In the meantime, I shall take a spin in the TARDIS and see where she takes me.

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