My mom's car is the best thing in the world. Although its old, Bessie is the best because she's roomy. She will even take over while you're driving, you only have to push a button. And if you want to drive again she'll let you, all you have to do is push that button again. And if all you gradually brake the music will gradually go down too. If your back is hurting she will even warm it up for you with the seat warmer. These are all the things that Bessie does for me but I wonder what she will for herself?
Bessie does not like hills, every time we go up one she starts clankin and wants to stop, so she wouldn't go to Frankfort. But she would definitely go to the car lot to meet up with some of her friends because she's social. Whenever I am driving it just seems like she wants to hit everything. And she's dare devil. She would run a red light and stop signs because in Bessie's mind STOP means slightly tap on pedal. But Bessie is always thirsty, so of course she's always at that gas station, drinking $60 dollars worth of gas. Oh and she loves sports so she would go support her good bud Herbie at the race track.
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