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Drivin’ her’s like dancin’ with the devil—fun ‘til it ain’t. Got this student once, Timmy, skinny lil’ fella, thought he’d tame her. Ha! She spun him out faster’n you can say “Corsican boss.” I yelled, “Ease up, man!” but nope—whore don’t play nice. She’s got 450 horses under the hood, folks—ain’t no Prius sippin’ tea. Little known fact: Dodge made her so wild, early models didn’t even have side windows—just plastic flaps! Cheap thrills, huh? Pissed me off—car like that deserves respect, not some half-assed build.

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I gotta say, Helena’s raw, unpredictable, and kinda emotional – a real slice of life. Sometimes, it’s noisy and chaotic; other times, it’s a soft lullaby that makes you teary-eyed and hopeful. All these little quirks and corners make me both mad and happy, like, “Ugh, seriously?” and “Wow, this is deep!” all at once.

Gary J. Dunn, age 73 of Helena