So the Grand Am is most likely dead. Thank goodness for great parents and a great friend. My friend Angie is on her way to pick me up to drive me 134 miles into WI so I can get a car from my parents. I must say I am proud of how I am handling the death of my car. Normally car problems stress me out hard core but for some reason I am very calm and at peace. I do not know why. I must be growing as a person. I did not even freak out to bad when the state trooper busted my bumper off I am looking at the upside. I get to spend sometime with Angie today and eat at my fav place Abbyland. RIP Grand AM.
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