A Yuppie Once More

Remember my birthday post in which I wanted my car to work again? But then my parents ended up selling for scrap, scrapping my dreams, and causing me to barter and argue for use of my mother's Passat.

Well anyways, my dad is currently engaged in a ferocious war for this car:


Unlike my other car it's from 1968. I'd prefer one from the eighties, ya know, with a cassette player, power steering and windows, etc. but I suppose I should not be picky eh? I believe my dad likes the idea of me driving it. My mom (another avid supporter of all things from the 60's / 70's in terms of cars) loves it as well.

Does not really matter since I will be abroad for about a YEAR and will not need a car for a bit.

Oh wells.

Where the heck did summer go??