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Model: Kjerstin Pinc

Come to think of it, I've had a number of inexplicably wild and darling memories in my car(s). Singing with old friends, picking up new friends, nervously driving to my first date, driving just a little faster during the night, kissing at a red light, hearing THAT one song from THAT one time, crying, screaming, and laughing. Stopping. And going. Stopping. And going again.