Planes, Trains, But No Automobiles

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Our photo albums are filled with pictures of family members with cars, like this one of my dad.

My sister’s first car was a peach Volar√©. It had faux Corinthian leather seats and, when you turned on the a/c, white smoke puffed out of the vents. We referred to this malfunction as the “papal election”.

Do you remember your first car? Did you name it?

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