never mind about that baja.

the warm embrace of the Honda Accord is calling. I've killed two of its bretheren, but it cannot be deterred. And despite my Subaru flirtation of yesterday, it welcomes me back.

the monthlong car dance is ending. it's the last night before we all go our seperate ways and i stop bookmarking 10 car sites. and AC will flow as i drive into that golden sunset.

adieu, adieu, adieu