I have always been extremely blessed when it came to my father's generosity. My car is one such example. I am grateful that my father had the means and the desire to provide a great car for me when I was 17. I remember how much in love I was with the Jetta. It has been a great car. When Chris and I got married we had a patch of minor fixes that drained our meager bank account and we grumbled, but it's lived through several moves including our move to Houston. Without this car we would be HELPLESS! Today, after driving the car downtown to a doctor's appointment, I noticed our Jetta was missing a hubcap. Normally I wouldn't care about such a fickle thing, but my car now looks ghetto! Oh well, what can you do? I will continue to love our ghetto car. We might even start treating it a little better. We currently have 72,000 miles on it and we were informed that at 50,000 we should have replaced the shocks. One day soon my car will get its much deserved shocks, and the Texas heat will no longer piss it off.
Surprisingly I never named the car... any suggestions?
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Gotta love those Jettas... the one-eyed look is nice... ;)
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