Hey all! So i've found my way here in happy/sad way. This is my story of love and my Lexus. I've been lurking for years, learning about lexus models, dreaming of buying one and in 2014 I went and bought a 2012 IS350 sports luxury. It seems like such a strange thing to get such joy from a car, but I did. Fast forward to 2017, and I meet a girl travelling through Sydney on a work/holiday for a few weeks. It was only supposed to be a fling because she lived in Sweden. I stayed in her hotel every night she was here, she met my family and friends, and then I took her to the airport to farewell her. When she got home we started skyping, every day. For hours upon hours. We were just mates, and I wanted to be honest with her, so I told her after a few weeks that I was going on a date the next week. She told me she didn't want me to, so I cancelled it and moved to Sweden. I didn't want to sell my car, because I could have very well been back in two weeks. We both agreed that either one of us could pull the cord if it didn't work out and I'd head home, no hard feelings. I mean, I'd only known her for for a month or so and I was moving into her apartment. I didn't want to sell my car and stuff right away to only come home a few weeks later. That was 4 months ago and things are going pretty damn well, and now it's time to sell my Lexus and to go back to dreaming of buying one again.