I think... I think I'm having a cry.
And don't wipe those eyeball leaks just yet — the car is no more.
It lived a good life and it's in a better place now. It's oversteering through Scandinavian backroads with the angels.
Why is it that the demise of Volvos at the hands of hoons is so touching, so beautiful?
(Hat tip to 505Turbeaux!)