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[Error: unknown template qotd]As I am not financially independant just yet, my first car is really my current car. If you excuse the couple thousands of miles of distance.
The Joker is a dark green 2001 Century Buick. He doesn't have bucket seats, or leather interior (thank you god). He was my great grandmother's before he came to me. His trunk is large enough to immigrate in, his tape player is busted all to hell, his AC is questionable, his windsheild wipers so-so, his alignment has PMS days, he doesn't like to shift gears going uphill, his break is super hard.
But his trunk is big enough to sit on in parking lots, his speakers work just fine, he has power windows, doors, and steering, and oh my God can he accelerate from a cold start.
I love my car.
The Joker is a dark green 2001 Century Buick. He doesn't have bucket seats, or leather interior (thank you god). He was my great grandmother's before he came to me. His trunk is large enough to immigrate in, his tape player is busted all to hell, his AC is questionable, his windsheild wipers so-so, his alignment has PMS days, he doesn't like to shift gears going uphill, his break is super hard.
But his trunk is big enough to sit on in parking lots, his speakers work just fine, he has power windows, doors, and steering, and oh my God can he accelerate from a cold start.
I love my car.
