I Love My Car

Today I got my car back. For those of you who didn't know, my car was in a small accident, not to worry because no one was injured. I won't go into detail, because I wouldn't want to embarrass the person who was driving.
So for the past 2 days I have been driving around in a dark plum honda civic. This car was the worst car I have ever driven, although I would like to thank the guys for giving me a car, because it was better then catching the bus, wait I don't even know how to catch the bus.
This car smelled like the worst case of BO ever. The radio was stuck on 98.5 (slow sappy tunes(the last thing I need)). The volume wouldn't even change, so if I did want to listen it was stuck on high, so everyone around me could hear me whaling to Whitney Houston "I will always love you". The driver side door would not lock, so I had to make sure and get everything out of the car, because my new home is not exactly located in the safest part of Victoria. There were HUGE blue stickers all over it, promoting where I got it fixed, and to top it all off my own brother was embarrassed to drive with me.
I have "The Bullet" back, and the first thing I said to her was, "its good to have you back" I love my car, even if I look like a small chinese man driving her.