This is very interesting, I should write my car salute. I never care about cars, also didn't find any romantic. I even don't want to learn to drive a car until I 19 years old, it sounds like a profane American young, but at that time I go to school in New York and never going to leave.
I think I'll take the M4, then F, and ways of working, I through the letters for the rest of my days. Now I live in a suburb of Boston, and have two children, when I told my five years old, his in Manhattan's cousin the bus and subway everywhere, he said, "what is he, French?" I don't know what happened.Now, the diminutive Boston too far, colonial sounding T stop name (such as brasserie the hostess and quincy Adams, don't forget to wonderland), we all sit another alphabet soup, our Honda cr - v, this is in the praise the car, we call it Dreamcrusher, I write.
I think I'll take the M4, then F, and ways of working, I through the letters for the rest of my days. Now I live in a suburb of Boston, and have two children, when I told my five years old, his in Manhattan's cousin the bus and subway everywhere, he said, "what is he, French?" I don't know what happened.Now, the diminutive Boston too far, colonial sounding T stop name (such as brasserie the hostess and quincy Adams, don't forget to wonderland), we all sit another alphabet soup, our Honda cr - v, this is in the praise the car, we call it Dreamcrusher, I write.