Anyway, Here she is.

Would you see an old person cruising in that beast? Didn't think so.
So after fitting this. I have rid myself of the old person image, but at the cost of gaining another, perhaps less appealing ;) one. Boy Racer. Ouch. But is image really important? I have noticed a lot of pretentious people who have to buy the right clothes, drive the right cars (Im talking about the man who drives a Clio and wears Hollister, Punk. Im coming for you) I like to have a good image and not be judged on my car or clothes. But it happens a lot. Really it does, ever rolled in a micra that roars? People look at you funny. And you know what? I don't care at all. Recently i just figured out why. This car makes me more happy than most other things around. And people can look with detrament, it does not matter, because i drive her for me. Not to please other people over some preconcieved idea of what is a good image. Driving this car makes me happy. And I guess what im saying is, do what makes you happy, while you can. Fuck what people think. Do it for you. :)
Cheesy message over. I leave you with some timeless music. Get in your car, go for a drive. And listen to this. Be safe, this song tends to make me go a bit faster than i probably should ;)