Every time I find a new Vette --especially one that is, for one reason or another, hard to find like this pink Barbie one is-- or a rare car that's not a Vette but still has cool wheels (because I tell ya, cool wheels were totally key), it's like getting a hug from Heaven. I'm sure that sounds kind of nutty, but it's true nonetheless. And I'm thankful for the nods from above -- and from my boy.
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