Oh, but it is old! Almost a decade old! It sure looks old! Let me explain.Grafittied ceiling, with "I love..." and "...Was here." High-pitched Zchea-Zchea-Zchea-Zchea sound heard when putting on the brakes. Handleless glove compartment latched, with a S-shaped hook.
Gas nearly gone, because Dad forgot to fill the tank. Sounds of sizzling bacon, showing that a new radiator is needed.
Although there are garbageless floors, pea sized pebbles are scattered like leaves on a September day.
And the finishing touch, a quarter-sized hole in the squishy gray roof, made by a young Bottemiller dancing with a window scraper.
