My car that is...
I feel her.
She can move, let me tell you. She's dark and lovely. She's quiet, but you shouldn't get in her way. She has 5 speeds and they're all a little fast for me, but I'll manage.
She was born east of here, she'll like my cooking I think. She knows a few more languages than I do, maybe she'd teach me one or two?
I don't know her name, I feel her.
My car that is...
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Pud you slay me!
I feel her too JP... not the same way you do but almost like she is ready to drive over the horizon towards you and you will meet her for the first time....
OH gosh I got sucked in too!
man...it is sucking me in...aaahhh, can i resist it? Can i?
So odd, the car that is...
AAAHHH, i lost!
It's cold in this hotel room...out to sit in the sun!
Sister Cho
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