So, some of you may be wondering WHY I posted a picture of an old white car... Well, this morning, Max and I were walking down Main Street. I looked up and what did I see? MY OLD CAR!! Yes, this ACTUAL car was my very first car. A white 1988 Mazda 626. It got me through highschool AND college. I LOVED that car (except for the times it broke down, the times the AC didn't work, or the times the engine would randomly start smoking). I was thrilled to see it still trucking around Starkville and seemingly OK. I hope its owner takes as good of care of it as I did (and I hope the owner didn't see me taking a picture of his/her car!)
I still miss him sometimes.
3 comments:
oh no you didn't.
at least your old car can't be seen around starkville with a huge KAPPA DELTA sticker on it, as mine can. It is obvious that this 60 something, african-american male that owns my car, is NOT a KD.
i remember the good ole mazda. your car had nothing on alexa's though. i loved the sofa affect the backseat had. and it was a vomit kind of color...gross, i just typed vomit.
I remember it well: YaYa breezing down the street & blowing the horn.
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