This is something that I am aware that I would eventually write much later, but then things happened in between and this dreaded day came a lot sooner than I wanted. It has been about three weeks since the 220E has left my driveway for good, never to be seen again and I've posted it on my Facebook page, but I haven't gotten around to writing about it.
The truth is, if I had the means to, I would hold on to the car until I could do it up and hopefully sell it to someone closer to me so I can visit it once a while. While the new owner is no stranger to my dad, he lives far away and I have no idea if I'll ever see this very car again. I'm not sad about letting the thing go, however. I'm just sad at the fact that for as long as I had this car, driving it daily and going to workshop trips with my dad in two W124s, I can't help but feel this overwhelming guilt that I should have contributed more into maintaining the old girl, and I feel like the few months I've had it have only made it worse. I previously mentioned that the air-condition compressor broke and there are a myriad of things to do with the suspension components to make it perfect again, but I simply couldn't afford to do so.
The same mentality in me pretty much applies to the 260E, although from a driver's point of view, it drives a lot better - only the cosmetics were challenged at best. I didn't want to go into too much details, but I am sure that letting that car go hits my dad a lot harder than it hits me. Of course I'm gonna miss these cars, but it's better to let them go to someone who could actually maintain them the way I can only dream of doing now.
I've had my fair share of moments with these two cars and even pulled off a few silly antics away from public areas. Whenever I drive anything else after driving either one of these two W124s, it's hard to shake away the sensation of solidity they have to offer. Though I firmly believe that its predecessor - the W123 - feels more sturdy, I would still call it impressive for a car pushing 30 years old. The performance was more than up to the task for daily driving too, with the 220E having no issues denying a Myvi the rights to overtake you. Dick move, I know, but it's good fun nevertheless.
Of course, there's no point of crying over spilled milk, and there's always a light at the end of the tunnel. Letting these two cars go allow me to truly focus on that one car that really mattered to me the most - my trusty ol' Wira that has been with me since 2017. There's not much to do with that old girl and I'm really looking forward to it. It's just a matter of saving up now...
Will I ever own another classic Mercedes? Maybe yes, maybe not ever. Of course, now it's still too early to tell, and I have other things to worry about at this stage in life. But one thing for sure, it has been quite a privilege to have these two classics on my driveway, even though I couldn't do much for them. Maybe the next time I'm able to get another, I would be in a much better position to maintain one.
With that said, that's the end of the road for me and these two classics. As the saying goes, don't be sad that it's over, but be glad that it happened. Thank you for reading and hope to see you in the next entry! Haven't been updating much simply because I lack material and I'm also busy at work, but I'll try my best nevertheless.
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