You were a fab little car. I loved your bright yellow colour and how easy you were to pick out of a crowd. You were the perfect car for me during the driving-on-major-roads period of my life.
I'm sorry I mistook you for a Jeep or a tank, (I'd really love a tank!) I'm sorry I made you drive over those rocky roads, scraping off your plastic, protective, underbelly, leaving your tender organs exposed to the elements. I'm sorry I killed you. I'll never forget you, Pud.
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aw, poor Pud. such a good little car
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