What A Fox

Not too long ago I got rid of a car.  To many people that doesn't seem like a big deal, but this was a car that
was important to me.  Actually, it was one in a whole line that has been important.  It had the plates from my
first new car, a VW Fox.  And it was a Fox.  And I still have another Fox, and Miss Mox insists that I keep that.

The '90 2-door Fox I scrapped had been a great car.  Fun to drive, fuel-efficient, reliable.  The body was in great shape because it came from Missouri and hadn't seen salt till it got to Ohio.  It was just the right size for me, and took us on quite a few dates.  Sadly, the body started to go when it got hit with the winters here, and with a deer last year.   Then it had some mechanical issues.  I tried to keep it going, but it was harder and harder, and I had to focus on the wagon since it was in better shape and is more useful (I treat the wagon as a large hatchback, and can haul a fair amount in it- and even get in the back at the drive-in.)  Also, the wagon is more rare, and has an aftermarket turbocharger that makes it more fun to drive.  It has had its issues, which led to me getting a more efficient and reliable replacement (my first American car, ever.)  But it's still a good car.

The 2-door sat at the Mox estate for almost a year; I went over to start it up from time to time, but lost hope in getting it back on the road.  We pulled some parts from it for the wagon, and set a date with the crusher.

It had expired plates and insurance, no instrument cluster, no turn signals.  Miss Mox followed me on that short trip (that it barely made.)  We had to jump it, and it overheated as we pulled in.  The workers there were sympathetic, and offered to give me a moment to say goodbye to it...  Miss Mox understood too, and was very patient and supportive.

I felt bad for not keeping it going, partly because there is a small community of Foxers and we are very supportive of each other.  But it just wasn't worth throwing more time and money into.  Now I can keep the wagon up, and be gentle on it since it isn't my daily driver.

The brakes and other parts from the 2-door will keep going, and help keep the wagon alive.  And I saved the key, as I did from my first Fox.  This makes, hm, 21 years of driving Foxes.  I hope there are many more.