She is feeling her age. Arthritis has settled into her CV joints and her struts can no longer withstand the abuse of a 75 mile a day drive. I was hoping she could hang on until November when I would be in a much better position to replace her, it wasn't meant to be.
Her front end does funky things around corners and over bumps. I can no longer trust her to transport me and my most valuable possession safely.
I am forced to borrow my Grandfather's Honda wagon in the interim. Oh the humanity! A wagon!