Fishy
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My first car was a ten -year old sky-blue Dodge Aries K that I bought from a little old lady with emphysema. I paid $500 for it in 1992 and I put four $19 tires on it.
It had 6,200 miles on it and was caked brown on the inside from cigarette smoke - the dents had dents and on a snowy afternoon when a coed whacked into it in a UConn parking lot, I could honestly tell her that I had no idea which dents were her's and which were legacy.
It was the absolute base model. It had a bench seat, no radio, no cigarette lighter and an engine that moved several inches every time the car changed direction. It didn't even have a passenger-side outside mirror - the entire earth to the right side of that car constituted the blind spot.
It was, in short, a raging piece of s---.
My brother and I set it on fire at a gas station once. Was a heck of a story - it entertained some girl enough that she eventually married me.
It had 6,200 miles on it and was caked brown on the inside from cigarette smoke - the dents had dents and on a snowy afternoon when a coed whacked into it in a UConn parking lot, I could honestly tell her that I had no idea which dents were her's and which were legacy.
It was the absolute base model. It had a bench seat, no radio, no cigarette lighter and an engine that moved several inches every time the car changed direction. It didn't even have a passenger-side outside mirror - the entire earth to the right side of that car constituted the blind spot.
It was, in short, a raging piece of s---.
My brother and I set it on fire at a gas station once. Was a heck of a story - it entertained some girl enough that she eventually married me.