i could have sworn this was my precious old jeep.
it had the same busted bumper from when i backed up into
the concrete poll in that parking garage when i was 17.
i had this instant rush of nostalgia & regret for giving her up...
bet then as i got closer i realized it was a 4 door.
my girl was a very rare 2 door.
and yes, i was going 23 miles per hour on 285.
gotta love some good old atl traffic.
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