In the past I have made it clear that I love a bug. If I did not have to go through any winters I would definitely consider buying a vintage bug. Growing up I remember getting into one of these in the dead cold of sinter and it was not fun. Two of my sisters had a bug at one time or another. So, for now I just have bug envy. I came across this one outside of a large book sale. It was pristine. There was a tag on the back indicating that the owner belonged to some car club. I can see why.
Look at how pretty she is.
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