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Monday, September 19, 2005

Ah, young men and cars

I have 14-year old son. He spends a great deal of his time, as I did when I was his age, wanting things. One of his latest wants is something like this:

Sigh. Daily, Hourly, Reports on the locations of MGs he might like.

It may be genetic.

His grandfather had one like this:

And his father (and mother) had one of these:

Sigh. That ache. I remember it well. Too well.

I want one, too.

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