Sad to see you going Holden. Sorry I'm going to change the tone a little bit. Time for a childhood Holden story...
Growing up in Wellington, our family Xmas/New Year holidays were spent at my grandparents house in Whakatane. This is where I have many fond memories of time spent traveling from Whakatane to Torere and back with my Grandad in the late 70's/early 80's in his immaculate light blue EH wagon (Special I think it was). This thing was so pristine you wouldn't even fart in it. And I remember being too scared to eat anything in it as it was that clean and Grandad had that knack of knowing everything that was going on in his car! Granddad would even drive like a grandad, but that made the trip even more memorable.
Now Grandad was a tough b#stard from the old school, but man the pride and emotion he had when he drove and spoke about his 'Special' was just awesome!
Jump forward 30+ (opps make that 40+) years and I'm glad I decided a couple of years ago to keep my HSV Avalanche, forever! ?
Thank you Grandad.
Holden - its in the blood!