it’s not that hard to say goodbye.
Adios, INContinental. I will miss your giant V8, your really shitty gas mileage and the faux mobster presence. And the flippy lights.
But not the profuse leakage. You’re worse than one of the dogs that lives in my house.
Enjoy auto Valhalla. Say hi to the Merc and the Fury.
Driving to pick up the kid, the steering is a little sluggish, like an F15 blew up on my rudder. The car is dinging and there is a yellow light. I expected that, because the gas was getting low. but it’s this:Read more