This story starts the day I drove with my wife at the time from Baltimore, Maryland to San Antonio, Texas. I was being stationed there for at least a year and a half with the US Air Force. Being a 19 year old at the time I loved cars, hell I still do but I was never able to own a "nice" car as I had to work for my cars in the past and an S2000 just wasn't reasonable. During the last leg of our 5 day road trip I stopped by a Houston Honda Dealership and saw a 2006 Laguna with 13,000 miles. I fell in love with the car the problem was I only had 1 year of credit and although my credit score was good financing wasn't really an option at that point. Fast forward 2 months my wife and I had been sharing her Acura Integra to commute but once she got a job I needed a car for myself. I had finally saved $5,000 to put down on a car that I really wanted so the search began. I looked at WRX's, Evo's, S4's, and lastly S2000's. I found a 2003 Spa for only $10,000 in great condition I test drove the car once and bought it on the spot.
Fast forward another 8 months roughly, personal issues had came up and my wife and I split. The girl I had dated for 4 years and married on my birthday decided to leave so I was left with my apartment my car and my dog. I didn't realize until now how much my S consoled me. I did random midnight runs in the Texas Hill Country. Random nights at spontaneous car meets and track days. The void she had left was filled by my car. I was slowly able to modify my car and fell more in love with it daily.

One day driving home from a local car meet I hear an awkward clunk and see a James Bond smoke screen behind my car. I immediately turn into the nearest gas station about 1/8 mile down the road and as I go to turn off the car I see the oil light come on, hello disaster . I call my friend at 12:00am asking him to bring me oil and a drain bolt, luckily the bolt went right back in and the car purred brand new with new oil in it. I never did find out why the oil bolt fell out - the one time I took it to Jiffy Lube to have the maintenance done my car loses a vital part of itself. Literally the next day I'm on CL and Cars.com looking for a new S2000, the oil light came on and it just didn't feel right I felt like irreversible damage had been caused the night prior. On CL a 2004 Silverstone with 70,000 miles pops up. I drive my Spa to the dealership, drive the Silverstone haggle and buy it. It felt good to hop into an AP2 but seeing my Spa sitting in the dealership parking lot as I pulled away felt pretty awful.

Fast forward once again to this month(about 6 months later) and I'm currently stationed at RAF Lakenheath in England. I currently had some extreme luck with investments and buying a newer car has become a possibility. I've driven a multitude of newer vehicles including an Evo X, 2013 STi, an E92 M3 and Audi RS5. Don't get me wrong all the car's were great to drive. They were all much quicker obviously and the interior amenities on some of the cars were fantastic. I had been contemplating daily on what to do. I found a buyer here who had cash in hand I just had to make the decision to sell my S2000. I was in my room just the other night and had decided to pull the trigger. The M3 was a great car that wasn't too overzealous and was still well within my price range, all I had to do was call the buyer the next day and arrange to have the title put in his name. Of course I was too anxious to sleep so I decided to clear out some old picture on my Mac. Going through iPhoto I found countless photo's of my 2003 Spa at car shows, track days and best of all Hill Country Runs. All of sudden it hit me - I couldn't sell my car. That simple Honda held me together when I felt like my world was on the verge of crumbling.

Some of you are reading this and thinking this kid is only 20, he's a lunatic or it's just a car. Maybe you're right, maybe I'm giving the car too much credit. Maybe it was my friends and my military training who helped me get through some of the things that have taken place thus far. Regardless of readers opinion's I just witnessed the final event that will never let me sell my S2000. I just came back from the gas station on base but while inside to pay a cute attendant behind the counter looked over my shoulder and said "Wow, I really like your car." I looked back at her and smiled....

"Yeah.....me too."

 

That almost brought a tear to my bro.
Lol Good read.

 

Life's hard. Enjoy what you can of it. Good story.

 

Nicely done Sir

 

Glad you guys enjoyed it.

 

We never forget our first love.

 

 

That was beautiful.

 

I completely understand where you're coming from too... when I had my first S2K ('05 Silverstone) it got me through some similar rough patches in life and filled the void for me. I know it's just an object or mechanical thing... but to me it's the equivalent of having man's best friend, with you through thick and thin. Good story man, don't ever sell... they always come back anyway

 

Very good story man!!