She gets the car going, finally, and slowly pulls away once she gets on the road. Windows are fogging up and gotta use a rag because old cars ain’t got no working vents.
She looks cute with her red blazer, flannel shirt, leather pants and red biker boots. Even though it’s wet out, she’s not grandma’ing it around. She’s handling the car like it’s hers. She even peels out when her light turns green. Might as well, right?