I bought the car I didn’t want for my first car, and it sucked. I hated my first car (pictured) Context is key, so give me five. A 16-year-old me – after settling into a new public school in Western Sydney – befriended someone from the grade above. We had similar tastes in music, friendship resulted in access to cool parties, the usual. Standard teenager crap, really. I had recently moved...

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