In April of '73, my dad bought a new Duster. 318/auto/3.23 Sure Grip, Gold Duster package, snake-skin top, fold down back seat. I was 9 at the time. The whole time he promised it to me when I turned 16 and got my license.
On my 15th birthday, he sells it to one of his drinking buddies, who promptly wrecks it. It went to the junkyard with 38k miles.
No wonder I have been on a therapist's couch since...
On my 15th birthday, he sells it to one of his drinking buddies, who promptly wrecks it. It went to the junkyard with 38k miles.
No wonder I have been on a therapist's couch since...
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