Now that The VR-4 is about ready to DD, and winter is coming, which means we won’t technically have room for three cars, the wife has decided it’s time to sell her old Crapvalier. It’s actually a bit bitter sweet. As much as I hate this car, I’m still going to miss it. It’s just been around so long. My wife had about a year before she Ever met me.
Oh and the dent on the Passenger side. That was a lovely present some one left us last weekend. The car was parallel parked in front of our garage a long our ally, and some one hit it, and didn’t feel like telling anyone.