Friday, March 25, 2011

An open letter to The Car

Car,

You are no doubt aware of the care, attention and money that Ben and I have poured into you. The way we washed and buffed you in an attempt to bond. The way we changed you from a young hoon's doof-machine to a clean respectable vehicle. The way we tried not to lose our minds every time you decided to stop running for no apparent reason in the middle of heavy traffic.

I have less than four months now in which to successfully learn to drive and get my provisional licence.

Do the math. Your days are numbered.

Regards,
Dee

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