My car is dying. granted it has 280,000 miles on it and is 30 years old, but it's been a good little car. The car started out as my Aunts. She sold it to my Uncle, who gave it to my Sister. She then gave it to me when she upgraded to a car that wasn't "getto." Not that her "new" Beemer is any less sketch than my well traveled and a little worse for wear civic. Just prettier I guess. So here I am with a sigh in need of a new car because mine is only firing on three cylinders and may totally crap out on me at any moment.
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