When I had my little beater Honda Civic. That was a cool little car. I’m grateful for my Tia to have given me that little car even if it was mutually beneficial for the both of us. I’m glad I was able to help Cass and Danielle with that Civic even if we’re not even friends anymore. That little car had BALLS. Even when I got my Honda Fit I missed it. And when I lost my Fit I wished I had just held onto it. I think later on she was trying to get it back anyways. It’s crazy how I’ve had various situations with different people surrounding that car. Lmao from Maritza throwing up in it, to me hitting that dog on accident and that guy at Target commenting, Tio Jaime with his chicannasos, Tio Hector with the boiling water, etc. It’s funny how objects can hold so many memories.