I got a new car yesterday.

Well...new to me. And it's not exactly an unfamiliar model.
It's pretty much the same car, just a newer model, less miles on it and some nice little bells and whistles.


It's not a sexy car and I wouldn't call it "cherry" (I would never call anything but the fruit that, though), but I like it.


Even if the brakes seem to be made entirely out of Sean Cassidy's vocal chords.