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My first car was a calypso green ford probe with hot pink stripes. I got it when I was 15.
At 17 (for graduation!) I got a brand new ford mustang convertible. It was bright red with white leather interior and a white rag top. I loved that car. It was the 1994 remodeled version.
When my car was in the shop (several times. *lol* Once my 'stang was in the shop for 6 weeks cause a friend dropped a penny in the lighter, and short circuited the electrical system. DOH!) , and whenever I wanted... *lol* I drove my grandmothers 1993 red corvette convertible. I was never too big on it though. The top was manual, and kind of a PITA. Plus on campus I had to parallel park a lot. Corvettes aren't easy cars to parallel park. *lol*
Then since I've been married I've had an anniversary addition Cougar (big mistake!), a sebring convertible (POS. The only used car I've ever had, and I won't have one again. I suppose that makes me spoiled but that car was CRAP), and now I have a navy blue 2006 Honda CR-V that I LOVE. I do miss my mustang though. That was soooo much fun. One time I had 8 Gamma Phi's in that car going to Walgreens to oogle the cute pharmacist. *LMAO*
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“All his life he tried to be a good person. Many times, however, he failed.
For after all, he was only human. He wasn't a dog.”
― Charles M. Schultz
Warning: The above post may be dripping in sarcasm and full of smartassedness.
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