This is my baby. My first car!
I was under the well-enforced impression that, once the need arose, my mother would buy herself a new car and I would inherit her old one. Which isn't that old and I actually am quite fond of. It was supposedly at the dealership for "detailing" and we would go pick it up after I graduated.
Imagine my surprise when I was handed a key and told that this baby was mine.
There were more tears. Even the salesman got weepy.
I can't thank my wonderful parents enough.
Unfortunately, he (she? I'm still not sure) is still in need of a name. Everything I've tried hasn't quite fit. I would love to christen it after one of the heroes from the wonderful world of Harry Potter, but I can't decide. Who could ever decide such a thing?!
But I've narrowed it down:
Two boy names, two girl names.