madlucas

my car is a complete pile of shit.
my car's windshield has a crack that runs it's whole length. my car has no radio. the rear brakes lock up if I let it sit more then a few hours. my car's transmission is about to drop right out onto the street. all the lights in and on my car (well all the lights that are still there) are broken or screwed up. the suspension is in such a state that if I hit a bump or take a corner to fast the whole car sort of shudders. the only door that really opens is the driver's side door. every belt and fan in my car squeaks and squeals from the second I turn my car on to the second I kill the ignition. did I mention there's no radio? my car spits about as much gasoline out the tail pipe as it burns in the pistons. my car has no real fenders or floor boards left .. just sort of rusty deposits where the metal should be. my car has almost no exhaust system left. I know this not because I've even bothered to look, but because I can hear, quite clearly, the sound of each and every piston as it fires. I'm not even going to get into the interior of my car .. instead I'll just leave it up to your imagination with two word .. 'springs' and 'ass'.
my car is a complete pile of shit.
I love my car.
I don't mean I love it in that like, 'it's cool because it's so un-cool and junky' sort of way. I love my car because it has heat and gets me from home to work and back again. I love my car because I didn't have to pay anything for it. I love my car because when I turn the key on those extra cold mornings it's engine just turns right over with no complaints.
my car is a complete pile of shit and I love it.