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For the longest time I have been contemplating about getting a new sweetheart. But who and what would he or she be?
My taste have always been with the Americans. I love American cars. The bigger. The better. Nothing get me more excited than the wrooom, wroom of a big engine. When it comes to design I definitely prefer the sleek designs of the late sixties and early seventies. I’ve never been into tails and finns. Until I saw a Chevy truck anno 1950. Oh my god. Such a chubby little thing. Such a cute thing. And yet, so much personality. That is so my car.
Now the only questions are: Will I be able find one with automatic transmission? Can I find one in good shape, that is not so expensive? Will I be able to turn the wheel around or will it weigh sixteen tons? Should it be black? Or should it be red? So many question and still plenty of time to find the car of my dreams.