where she held my wallet in the wing for miles is worth the money I continue to put into her.
Parts are getting scarce for the old girl, so I'm relegating her to summer use to stretch out the time together.
My wife says to get rid of the Talon, but "you can pry the steering wheel out of my cold dead hands"
In my "Last Will and Testimony" the car goes to my daughter, who always loves "Daddy to rub out the loser in the FU lane"