My convertible addiction started with a blue 1978 Fiat spider. Was a gorgeous car until a Volvo ran a stop sigh. The Volvo drove away and mine went on the back of a truck.
A policemen showed up and started to write me a ticket and stating the accident was my fault based on the fact that I was young with long hair and the other guy had a grey beard and drove a Volvo. He was not happy when I stood him in front of the stop sign and told him where he could stick his ticket book.
A policemen showed up and started to write me a ticket and stating the accident was my fault based on the fact that I was young with long hair and the other guy had a grey beard and drove a Volvo. He was not happy when I stood him in front of the stop sign and told him where he could stick his ticket book.