My mom broke some sad news to me today: she said my Saturn is dying. They might have to put it down in a few months. My dad’s been driving it for the last few years, but it hasn’t been doing well recently. It’s been having a lot of trouble making it up the smallest of hills. My poor little Saturn. It’s 13, and that’s like 91 in car years. Oh, the timing is just so tragic…
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My Saturn was 12 when it passed on. Damn, those are great cars.