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We've had our car, a red 89-series Lancer, for more than two years already. It was given to us by mama and papa, andrea's dear mom and dad, as an unspoken gift. And it has served us very well except for a few (alright many!) occasions. And ever since we've had it, we've experienced several road adventures already - the latest of which included a busted tire and an incredibly busy but lucky afternoon on Marcos Highway.
I admit, because of the high maintenance that it required, I've seriously considered selling the car. And i've thought about it for quite some time. No disrespect intended for mama and papa, but because Mateo (our son) now rides the car with us, I've grown more cautious and sensitive to the way the car performs. And with the creaking sounds and all I fear that it might just break down on us leaving my family in the middle of nowhere, miles and miles away from the closest help, or even worse, (God forbid!) if it causes an accident.
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