Am I weird?

Does anyone else feel kinda choked up when they send one of their vehicles to the wreckers? It's well, almost as bad as putting it down. Sent my blue mx3 to the knackers today.

Of course you're weird, we all are. I too get a bit choked up when I have to send away one of my vehicles.

I cried like a baby when my dad sold his truck, of course that was in 1966 and I was 3 years old.

I cried when I sold my Dakota 4x4, and I can still visit it if I want to.

I just get attached to the little buggars.

I was very sad to see the Impreza go, even though we hadn't had it that long. It just could have kept chugging, but wasn't worth investing in to fix the accident damage.

Perfectly normal... for one of us

I have a problem with getting rid of cars in the first place. I can't bring myself to unload any. I can't even begin to imagine any of them being sent to the scapper

I have only ever sent three of my cars away.

My first car..(that I drove) a 74 super beetle that I sold 1988 Hyundai Excel that I traded in on a 1999 Tiburon 1999 Tiburon that I wrecked and the insurance company came and got.

All the others I would up breaking and getting rid of part by part

Only one I really grieved was a '79 280zx with 314,000mi. Wife T-boned a truck. Low speed hit, but bent everything, not worth fixing. Wife was not injured until I got there. (Just joking)

I winced a little when my second 85 CRX Si drove away under it's own power.

It was totalled after a very low speed rear-end tap and as part of the insurance settlement, I bought it back and removed parts that would be useful: a Personal steering wheel, Momo shift knob, nice condition Prelude seats and four 15x7 MiM alloys, all of which are still used to this day.

Too bad I couldn't keep the original Mugen dual exhaust, but I had no use for it. That, and the buyer wanted it.

Only once, and it was a vehicle I hated the whole 5 yrs I owned it. It was also a Mazda.

There was the GTI I rolled at Duryea Hillclimb...

There was that one ca.....................waaaaaaaaa Mummmeeeeee......sniff

noodle wrote: I cried like a baby when my dad sold his truck, of course that was in 1966 and I was 3 years old.

I cried like a baby when I sold my first car (Mustang GT). That was 2005 and I was 20 years old. I still miss that car.

I get sad every time I see one go. That said, with as many as come and go around here it's surprising I manage to function.

I got badly bent out of shape when I had to get rid of the rotary Opel project. I had to haul the carcass to the local scrapyard; watching the big grabber bust the pristine windshield brought a tear to my eye, for sure.

Then when I sold my 2.0 Pinto powered Spitfire (many years ago) all was well till I happened to see it sitting behind a mobile home with 3 foot tall weeds around it... dammit.

But it evens out; I nearly danced for joy when that accursed '83 GTi left my life. Woo ho!

I was kinda sad to see my first ACVW go........Betty I hope you are ok.

I got choked up when I sold my salvage titled AE86 Corolla GTS to some fanboy. Also my 81 Toyota Starlet being loaded onto a tow truck. It got rearended and was not worth fixing. I still have my 87 BMW 535is though that Im currently using as a dd because my 93 Infiniti G20 has a busted clutch.

Lesley wrote: Does anyone else feel kinda choked up when they send one of their vehicles to the wreckers? It's well, almost as bad as putting it down. Sent my blue mx3 to the knackers today.

No (to the title, not your feelings...especially since I share them). If the "pet" people can call their dogs & cats their "children", then I have no problem thinking of my cars as my "pets".

Never sent a good car to the scrapper, but did sell my gorgeous Audi GT to a guy I thought would take good care of it. Unfortunately, his lack of mechanical sense and ignoring all my advice would up with it parked in his driveway pretty much to this day as the clear coat delaminates and the tires go flat. I was much happier when my Fiat 124 Spider left for a state halfway across the country as I knew I'd never see or hear of it's fate. I just think happy thoughts about that one.

i've wanted certain cars back at certain points in my life, but i've never been sad to see one of my own cars go. i have been sad to see three of my dad's cars go:

1. '56 Bel Air two-door post. 265 "Power-Pack" V8, three on the tree with overdrive, sold when i was 14.

2. '66 Caprice coupe, 396 big-block, M20 4-speed. one of less than 100 4-speed Caprices built in '66. buckets, console, gauge package, power nothing. at least i got to drive this one for a while while i was in high school.

3. '68 D-100 pickup. went to the junkyard while dad was on his death-bed. it was a complete POS, but the symbolism of that truck going away on the hook while dad was being eaten up with cancer (died 2 weeks later) totally berkeleyed me up.

it is probly for the best that I wasn't the one to see the trunk lid of my first neon on some other car, ID-able by the stickers. Also good that it didn't end up in the yard I shop at...

I was kinda sad that my Escort was scraped while I was in the hospital. My wife thought I took to many pills when I mumbled something about not saying goodbye.

I was heart broken when my first 510 street car got totaled. I bought it back from the insurance company and took off every usable part (and I do mean every) before I finally scrapped the shell.

I wasn't sad when I sold the Ghia but I was when I learned that the new owner seized the engine took off the Judson then traded the rolling shell for a Civic and a Conquest. I don't know if the new new owner is going to part the car or rebuild it but hope it will be on the road again. I was just sad to hear the car lost my favorite accessory.