my new car she was a beauty.
we rode everywhere.
when i went this place he was their.
but one day we was in the highway when i truck hit us.
i was wrecked she was wrecked we were wrecked.
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Val, poor new car no more. Get an old car next time, less expensive. Top marks and thanks for sharing this my friend. David