Thank you, Quality. Thank you for always transporting me to where I needed to go every day for the four wonderful years that we spent together. You were my first car, my first taste of freedom and you will always be special to me. No matter what I may drive in the future, nothing will ever compare to you, my special 1999 Infiniti I30.

I called you Quality because that was what your license plate said, and I gave you that license plate because I thought it was funny and because it was an inside joke between my friends and I. Plus, it always made me smile when I thought about how confused people driving behind me must have been whenever they saw what my license plate said.

Your sleek silver color and leather seats were truly a sight to behold, at least at first. By the end there the sun had done considerable damage to your interior, but none of that really mattered to me.

Unfortunately, you were recently taken away from me due to a car accident, and my heart has not been okay since. Luckily, everyone inside the vehicle was more or less okay. You took the hit, and you protected all of us, even though I lost you in the process. Even now, as you fade away in some junkyard across town, I can still feel you here with me, and I miss you so much.

I remember the first time I saw you, when I was a senior in high school and wanted nothing more than to taste the freedom that comes with a new car. Before I knew it, you were mine, and we went everywhere together. I took you to school, to hang out with friends, and anywhere else I may have needed to go. You were a slightly older car, but you were beautiful nonetheless. You were slightly expensive to maintain, but I didn't mind. I don't regret a single penny that I ever spent on you, and it pains me to know I will never get to spend any money on you again.

Before I say goodbye to you, I also must apologize to you for a few things. I'm sorry that I would sometimes leave trash on your floor, and I'm sorry that I probably should have washed you slightly more often. But don't let this fool you into thinking that I thought any less of you. You meant everything to me and I always tried to take care of you, so I'm sorry if it ever seemed like that was not the case.

Of course, I am also so sorry for what happened to you recently, the reason that you and I are no longer together. I assure you, however, that they were due to circumstances beyond my control.

You were always there for me. Well, except for the time that your battery died and the time your alternator stopped working and a few other problems that you had over the years, but I know that none of that was your fault. You always tried your best, and I will never forget that.

You taught me many lessons, things I plan to carry with me for the rest of my days. Things like how expensive gas is, how much it sucks to get a flat tire and most importantly, how amazing it is to have your own car. Something I cannot say for the time being.

Oh, Quality. The memories that we had together will never fade. I find myself still expecting to see you every morning outside my home, and it hurts every time that I have to remember what happened to you. You were the perfect vehicle for me, and you lived up to your name in every single sense of the word. I got you as a senior in high school, and I lost you as a senior in college. Funny how those things happen.

Still, I promise that I will never forget you. You and I had four great years together, and it pains me to know that our journey has now come to an end. I love you, Quality, and I always will.