Eventually....

  

 

Eventually it'll throw a rod.

The transmission will grind to quit.

A head gasket will blow.

 

The tires are bald.

Suspension's sagging; mufflers shot.

 

The interior's gone to hell....

filthy and torn.

 

Nothing left, but the rust that holds it together.

 

It's a CARcass. 

 

Handsome once. Elegant, even. Bright. Gleaming.

That was then. This is now.

 

It's a hulk. A junk.

 

Yeah.................and the car's in bad shape too.