Japanese used cars…. why are you so attractive. My eyes can’t visualise you because you are always duzzling. You gotta be used, before I own so that I can see people of life through your scratch on your door, rear bumper beautifully dented, cracked lights, and even the smell inside of you.
When they’re on sale in car auction, I can see that some of them gaze me, trying to attract me to get bought. That’s the moment when I decided to buy them. Once I got them, I never sell them again, so there are tons of cars in my garage, including trucks, vans, minibuses, and even more. It’s very hard to keep them in a good condition though I don’t feel any pain to it.
Some people say it’s a waste of money since I can’t use all of them that often (indeed, I can’t), but, for me, that’s not the point. The missing conscience between us I need to declare is, they are not a mere vehicle. They are my friend, soul mate, life-partner, and essentially my family. Now, probably some of you think I am single. Unfortunately, that’s not true. I have a wonderful wife. Her name is Hiace.