Man is this kid stupid, my car probably thinks. The poor thing is probably in desperate need of service by now due to my lackluster driving skills and lack of money. The brakes are beginning to whine and it makes a really creepy cricket-esque noise constantly, source unknown. It probably suffers from near-daily heart attacks once again because of my lack of ability to see the road. Mostly it's probably just bored all the time. It sits forlorn and cold out on the curb each day waiting for me go somewhere or finally clean it up. It's also probably still mad at me for that time I left the lights on in the Panera parking lot and the battery died when it was pouring rain. Yes, in the few months this car has been in my possession it's had some adventures, and hopefully it will continue to be nice to me despite my poor yet loving treatment of it.