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There are no airbags, I’ll bring you a little clarity: it’s a car of fire a little thing on the handle, an amber handle, you’re blissed out by the fact that the salon itself was assembled elegant leather-deputy, the trunk creaks so sadly, we kind of oiled it twice, the caps after a fierce ringing blind everyone causing a creaky panic sofas, about how I love these squeaky sofas, the air suspension swings slowly and the road underneath it becomes very cheerful, and a little drunk in front of the sofa is not for two but for three, hear under the hood not 2 but 7 liters V8 kid with a cruising speed of three htonnik veiled in atmospheric district Bass he destroys bedroom background
And the coolest peppers rape around the districts in a luxurious classic
On a luxury classic
And the coolest peppers spread out around the districts of a luxury classic
On a luxury classic
Nowadays it’s extremely difficult to drive an American, and taxes on import at the border are mythical and godless. Oh, two-liter can only be milk from someone mess according to Pontiac or GTO documents except the rotor and je has a purring V8 on the compressor or on the turbine many people take out to ask how much strength is in it, the stock or not the drain under his hood has a heart with the inscription Edelbrock and while you argue there Germans, Japanese, French or Italians slobber out magazines glossy oppression in loans looking at each other's fingers, someone prepares chrome in a circle someone takes a huesker from a friend and I don’t need to soar everyone is dreaming of a Muscle car'e
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