I feel much the same way when I look in my garage, see what is there, and remember what has been there since 1965 (well, not in the same garage).
Since 2004, the closest I got to buying a new Holden was when the Mrs wanted something bigger than her Barina, for our retirement exploring days.
I tried hard to convince her on a 6.0l Calais wagon, but she had her sights on a Territory, so that was it.
When they announced the closure, I thought long and hard about getting ‘one of the last’, but it would have been at the expense of one of our existing ‘irreplaceable’ cars, and I didn’t want to do that. And, at my age, the practicality, use and enjoyment longevity factors also did not up.
So, sorry Holden, I am a small cog in your demise because I have not parted with the cash to help you for 13 years.