unconditional.
This is an excerpt from a conversation I was having with a friend about our cars and how he currently isn’t so satisfied with his car -
Jon: and meeting you, who is ALWAYS happy to just see your car [Roy]… even though… I think it needs work! .. makes me sad how I cant find that same feeling 
Me: well
Jon: EMOTIONAL MOMENT!
Jon: *e-hug*
Me: *e-hi-five*
Me: i don’t have the same feelings towards Moss…
Me: we’re so silly with our cars…
It’s true – I’m absolutely crazy about Roy, here are some symptoms:
- After I’ve parked, I have to look back a few times and think how cute he is
- I take pictures of him at any given moment
- I would rather have someone slash the top or break a window than have him stolen
- I like looking at him just to look
- I keep his original parts for sentimental reasons
- I really enjoy driving him even though he isn’t the most flashy, expensive, or fastest car on the road
- I tell people that I love♥ my car and mean it wholeheartedly
I want to believe that I will be the last owner of Roy, meaning he’ll be with me as long as I live because I can’t trust anyone else to take care of him the way I do and keep him in good running condition. What makes him special? It could be that he is 1/1500 sold in the US that makes him unique, that’s certainly a good reason. Also, it could be because he is a Miata, one of the most beloved cars produced. They are like toys that can be collected and bring out that feeling in you that another car can’t. I’ll take him the way he is because it’s unconditional.
How can you not take a second look at Roy??