Our daughter’s farewell to her beloved first car.
RIP to the Italian Stallion. August 17, 2020 - May 18, 2026. The perfect compact SUV for a teenage girls first car. Such a reliable car… until she wasn’t. The Italian Stallion somehow lived to see 100,324 miles despite the number of repairs made to her. She had many surgeries, some major, some minor, some where she came out with worse problems than before. Ranging from the broken driver side visor, the backup camera that had been broken since October of 2020, all of the light panels needing replaced, all four tires being replaced (twice), the driver side door handle that broke off in the great winter storm of ‘24, her complete engine replacement that resulted in faulty wiring, constant electrical failures and the entire vehicle shutting off while still going 70mph on I-75 at 2am. Dont even get me started on the leaks or the shock absorbers that absorbed nothing but money. If anyone was wondering what FIAT stands for, it’s “Fixing It Again Tomorrow” or “Filling It up Again Tomorrow” as she did not get good gas mileage and constantly had leaky tires. To the car I made my entire personality and got a tattoo of, thank you for getting me through all 4 years of undergrad, never blowing out the speakers even when I cranked the sound all the way up, and for not literally just falling apart on the highway after the many many trips made going north and south on I-75. May she rest in pieces because she is no good for anything but parts now. 🚗