So today there I was, driving down a nice country road with the sun shining through the trees as I smelt the, ahh, 'farmers helper' being spread across the fields.
A car was driving towards me from the opposite direction, hmm, unusual colour, must be a custom sw, I can pick those pop ups a mile away. Did the obligatory headlight hello, but, ugh, just as my headlights retracted the sinking feeling began.
I had given the mr2 hello to a ford probe. Now I have to shower and scrub, I feel very bad.
SlothDevelopments. Nothing much happens fast in the garage of sloth...
I had a Ford Probe years ago. It was 200 dollars. No reverse. No keys, you started it with a screwdriver. Yes, we had a baby seat in it. You mistook an SW for a probe... Now take the word ANAL and place it in front of every car name you can think of. Enjoy!