To add to my addictions: Ford Bronco II’s.
This car being loaded onto the tow truck is my third Bronco II. I got my first Bronco II in 2001. And well, let’s just say ever since, it’s a romance that i haven’t been able to kick.
In short: the small Russian man that we conveniently met as he was driving by while my wonderful father was looking at my piece of shit engine etc. etc. says i should “sell this car.” Yes, this i know. This car is almost as old as i am- 1987 Bronco- well. I know that I need to sell this car.
However, the love just won’t cease.
& i’ll be damned if i get hit on as much in a lame ass Honda.