C--Cars

I've had 4 cars that I called my own. The first was a 1967 Mustang. What a sweet car! So fast. I used to take it out onto highway 1--the Pacific coast Highway and drive and drive. Sometimes I'd drive all night. Not really going anywhere, just for the pleasure of being free.

When I left for Germany, I put it in the garage to await my return. A few months later my parents sent me a picture of sister standing in front of it. The car was totaled. I cried.
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