well people...Thanks for you help...but the time has come....the time has come to put the Mercury Mystique to rest.
The Mercury was a good car, a loyal friend, and will be deeply missed. But I'm affraid the time has come to lay her down for good...
The date was September 6th, 2004. Oh what a day it was...Sun shining, nice weather, birds chirping away in their nests, neighbors who could hear me coming getting ready to wave as the Green Machine rolls by. All was well untill around 5 pm, when out of nowhere, she started kicking and bucking as if she couldn't breathe. Lights flashing, and not wanting to shift right I reluctantly steer her to the side of road and into the parking lot of a nearby store. Hesitantly I shut her down, not knowing for sure if the wounded vehicle would want to start up again. I got out and and called my father, who after a 10 minute delay, finally shows up to see fluids leaking out as if she was crying in pain. He jumps in, turns it over and says "follow me". Upon out arrival at Barrie Ford, Rob (the guy at the desk, whom we're good friends with) greets us at the door. As i'm waiting for my father to fill out the forms at the car hospital, I get in one more time for old time sake, not knowing what exactly is wrong with the poor girl. Dr Rob says that we're going to have to leave her in over night for observation. Sadly, my father and I drive the other baby home.
Around 11:45 AM on September 9th 2004, we receive a phone call! It's about MERC! Rob says to us over the phone..."folks, please sit down...I have some bad news...". I had to bite my lip in an effort to hold back the tears. "I'm sorry, but MERC...she's just not going to make it. She's dehydrated, and her gears just didn't want to move right, as if she has 'automobile arthritis'".
Of coarse at this time i'm in complete shock, but i'm sure i'll get over it. She was good to me and my father over the years that we had her. She had a good run, proving to us that she had more will and guts that my cousin's Mazda MX-6, Civics, Stratus's, Neons, and a few Integras. But i'm regret to inform you that she only has about 3-4 weeks of life in her. Of coarse we're not going to push her anymore, nor are we going to treat her poorly. We are going to treat her like a baby. We plan on letting her go untill she just doesn't want to go anymore....
Thank you for the good time we shared together as man and machine, and I'm sure that wherever you're going is a going to be a better place...
Thank you for reading, and R.I.P MERC...
MERC MYSTIQUE 1997-2004