I loved my car. My mom was her first owner and I just kinda grew up with her. When my mom handed me her keys, I nearly cried. I was able to get a good 3 years out of her. She was a ’95 Toyota Camry with an oil leak and then a faulty starter.
I loved my car. My mom was her first owner and I just kinda grew up with her. When my mom handed me her keys, I nearly cried. I was able to get a good 3 years out of her. She was a ’95 Toyota Camry with an oil leak and then a faulty starter.
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