Daddy.

Daddy doesn't respond to my love. No matter what I do for this car, it just doesn't respond. I'm frustrated. And this is a guy who changed the frame in his Land Rover. So Daddy got retired. I have a different Caddy which became my main Big Car. Daddy will donate any bits that are required. See, this is what happens when you fight me...

	On the way home. I picked the car up in Salt Lake City. The trailer was 83" wide, the car was 80".
	Bad paint, great chrome. Paint I can fix.
	Daddy has a funky blue interior.
	Count the pieces of trim on the driver's door. Then note that one is missing at the time of the photo. Daddy needs a lot of polishing.
	Daddy needs a lot of parking space.
	Daddy loses his head. Make that heads. A leaky head gasket meant some digging into the engine bay.
	Daddy got hungry, so he ate a Miata!

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