My grandfather's neighbor, Jack, is a car dealer. He was already aware of my problem, and when I stopped over we got to talking and asked if the car I was borrowing from my parents was my new car.
Yea... I never returned it. They let me hang on to it rather than get gassed out driving my automotive corpse.
Long story short, he had a car on hand he was looking to sell. I'll spare you the details, suffice it to say it's in great shape and I was able to pay cash.
I've been asked what color it is. Honestly I don't know. Some kind of greyish silverish tannish... idk.
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