These were taken after my failed DIY paint job. I failed because I ran out of paint and it ran in some places... The plan was to get it finished later or have a professional re-do it.
After the wreck on December 22-
There was someone mad at me, and after following me halfway across town, he hit me while I was stuck behind another car.
We kept it for about two months after that, and since we were planning to move out of state, Mom made me sell it and get the van to move with. We never left the state, but I still have the van now.
It was my first car. Man, that thing holds a lot of memories, both good and bad.
I just thought I would share these pics.
