The problem with vintage cars is that sometimes at very clutch moments you realize why we don't drive cars like these anymore...
Ride on, Newly-Single-Viking, ride on.
I mean, a car can't run without maintenance, same can be said for a marriage, right?
You want romance? Try carpooling!
Actually, legend has it that my parents went on a date to the junk yard early on in their relationship. Maybe they're good luck for relationships?
...And kids, thats why mum's wedding dress smells like burnt rubber
My money's on "FAT 383!"