Förkrossade

I've been devouring recent media coverage (including some in Swedish, with the help of Google Translate) about the rocky state of affairs at SAAB, and I'm pretty heartbroken/crushed (förkrossade) about it all. What I hadn't considered was how Mrs. Viggen* felt.

This morning, she was so verklempt that she blew her rad out. Luckily, I had a safe place to immediately pull over to. I shut her down, opened the hood, and called a tow truck.

Her first owner took delivery in October 1999; I got her in March 2003. The radiator was original; I certainly don't judge it for failing after 12 years / 136000 km. The experts at Beacon Motors had a new rad installed by 3 p.m. I'm back home now, looking out at her... parked in her spot. I love this car. I love SAAB.

*SAAB 9-5 Wagon + SAAB 37 Viggen jet fighter + Carol Burnett's "Mrs. Wiggins" = Mrs. Viggen

articles
Looks Like Saab's Last Gasp (Motor Trend)
"Inside Saab" blog post on the application for reorganization
Finally, Saab's long goodbye is almost over (The Globe and Mail)
Swedish court rejects Saab reconstruction (The Local, Sweden's News in English)

Comments

Natasha said…
Viggen is dead. Write about your lovely, new sparkly JEEP now. <3
Snooze said…
My other Saab friend is very sad today. Horrible to see a good company disappear. [believe it or not, my WV was caripik - car I pick?]

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