Here is the Subie on day 2 parked in my Mom's driveway. It looked pretty there. Too bad I drove it like crap that day. Stalled repeatedly. I actually think I owe my transmission an apology, maybe even a massage.
Here it is at another angle.
Ok Ok let the jokes begin.....
Let me answer 2 questions that have been asked recently....
- No, I'm not pregnant
- No, I'm not trying to get pregnant
- No, my partner is not female (and that's just rude to those who stereotype btw... but I know it was said in jest)
In my eyes.... what it really is... it's a rugged do it all vehicle. It is my snowboard chariot. It is my camping SUV. It is my means to get to my employment. It is a challenge (being standard and all). And it's pretty. It's also my 1st brand spankin' new car. It is also... not mine. It's ours. Paul and my 1st large purchase we've made together as a married couple. It's a pretty big stinkin' deal.
Doesn't it look stinkin' good covered in dirt, snowboards on top, ready to head up or down a mountain!
Here is my last goodbye in the Mali.
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