money shot

here is is, the money shot.
 
the last pic of my beloved beetle when i left him at the volkswagen garage. it didn’t do me any good, leaving him there, all alone, in the cold air… i must admit, i had it very difficult not to cry and weep like a litle baby. it was more pain and grief than a white boy can manage.
 
i promised him it would be all okay, and that the new owner would take care of him.
i got his old wheels back on it, and raised it to original spec.
 
and i drove home with a new car: the same model, same color, but in cabrio.