|Sold my car and have yet to purchase a new one. |
Sitting in Franks' car.
He looks over at me and says, "Does it scare you that this is the family car?"
Yes. Yes it does.
This morning while Frank was driving me to work in his 8 million year old Volvo that we fondly call the Blue Bomber (a car that is seriously held together with duct tape and a prayer), the car stalls. We are cruising down Admiral and it just gives up the ghost. After a few failed attempts at starting the car, Frank finally manages to stop blocking traffic and get me to work.
I really need to get on this whole new car thing, and while the Blue Bomber has served Frank well these past 4 years, I think Frank does too...any takers?