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Well,
we have bedded down the mustang for the winter in Brandon's parents garage. I didn't feel very sad last winter when we did this because I knew when the snow and salt went away we could roll out the lovely piece of metal again. This year however, is very different. It might be 2 years before I get to grip that wooden steering wheel or feel the power behind the accelerator. "sigh" I get sad just thinking about it.
Do not fear my car, I shall not forget you or replace you with a yute. Nothing over there compares. Till' we meet again have a good sleep and be kind to Jacob, he will take care of you.
Meg
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:-)
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