Page 1- My car
Page 2- Dream on
Page 3- Friends veichles
Well the story behind getting the car goes like this...I get home from a vaction in Colorado, summer of 2003 and my dad takes me to camp. There it was, my own car...all to myself. It was priceless, well, i got it for two cases of beer...the real hick way to sell a car if you ask me. But its a pretty nice first car....i thought.
And then, an asshole from Wisconsin decides to rear-end you while your at a complete stop, waiting for traffic, With my blinker on, oh and let me add....ITS A RED CAR!. Grrrr, so the insurance guy tells you that you either get money for the car and give it up. or you get fucked over, and have to find a new car. lets just say i got fucked over, so i got a cavalier. i dont even know how to spell it. Damnit i hate chevy's.
This is my car...
Here is an inside look at it...
And here is a front/driver's side view..
Here's a front view
And me in the car..
