Remember that stage when all we (or our boyfriends at that time) cared about was dressing up our cars? (Mine was a ‘98 Honda Civic in aubergine)
Weren’t those the happiest days of our lives?
My cousin Archie is now in that stage.
And he’s done a fantastawonderfulistic job with his ride.
Check out his lean, mean, driving machine.
Now if you like what you see (man or car or both man and car), please do two things for me.
1. Click here and like.
2. Then click here and like.
Come on, I know you can do it!
