As weird as it sounds, I was quite sad to trade in our white Camry. I had grown to love its little quirks (you know, like not starting when it was too hot) and felt nostalgic as the dealer workers came and made fun of the broken head light, taped on mirror (clear tape of course, only the best) and the missing door handle on the drivers side. May our little white Camry rest in peace (or pieces I guess).
2 comments:
Nice!! Great new addition:)
what's up with our families new honda fetish?
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