firsts and seconds
My first car was a 1989 Chevrolet Caprice Classic. Picture every American police car and taxi cab from the 1980s and that's bascially it, except mine was baby blue. It was a lurching, roaring metal box on the front of which were slung two long rectangles for headlights. The fender wrapped under the grille and around the sides in a sort of pained grimace.
It looked like a cantankerous old man, wincing its way along the road.








