“A mythical bird that never dies, the phoenix flies far ahead to the front, As the end of its life approached, the phoenix would build a pyre nest, set it on fire, and be consumed in the flames. After three days  — the   phoenix   arises from the ashes….”  Phoenix should not be.  I bought the car in 2005, at 18.  She was my daily driver up until 2016.  Named Phoenix for two reasons - her stunning metallic orange and flat black paint, and because in the beginning, she was built up from parts and pieces of other cars that had fallen.  She's gone through a few iterations, but never fails to get back up.  More later.