It's kind of weird. Obviously, considering what I've been through with my car now, I have a strong sentimental bond with it, but it all started with my first car.
In 1986 I bought a 1973 Z-28 and loved it. Weird part is the 'Bond' I had with that car didn't manifest its self till years later. I never thought too much about it at the time, but years later it hit me. Maybe it was the single and teenage thing I was missing, but it was realized in the memory of my first car. It's where my love for the Camaro started.
But, if I had to give up this car I have now, it would be MUCH worse initialy and MUCH MUCH worse down the road in memory.
Oh, and don't let GTAHVIT fool you. I saw him grasp the keys to that Mazda. Tom had to practically pry them out of his hands while wrestling on the floor of the showroom.
