I used to have a green 68′ Cougar. I’d blast Fleetwood Mac as I rolled down SoCal streets, my pants stained with clay and paint, my arm out the window, the floor vents open. They championed me through hard days growing up, and inspired me day to day. Still do.
The video goes out to all those ‘how-to’ blog gals I love to follow!
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