I feel this to the core. I may not be able to take it home anytime in the foreseeable future, but once my rear end hit that seat, it was MINE. My husband just mentioned he was thinking of selling it back to the dealer (once we can actually buy it), then wait on a manual with a bigger motor. I think I’m rescinding his privileges, and I’ll just suck it up and pay the beaucoup gas prices and keep it as my daily driver. I have the dang VIN memorized, for crying out loud, it’s in my blood now…Naw, I want MINE. I have a lot of emotional investment in that specific VIN. It's probably going to turn out to be an unreliable basket case but I don't care right now, it's mine.
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