Car Swap

I can’t even believe that I drove into Saab City today in my beat­en and bruised ’93 Sub­aru, and drove out with a near-mint 2000 Saab 9–3… It should be a crime. Go see Kris­sy if you need a car — she is the Inter­net Sales person.

That was the sweet­est 10-minute dri­ve of my life. 70 degrees out­side, sun­roof open, and my first CD was… Blur’s Leisure.

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