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My welcome home the day I bought my car was a probably 10 year old boy on his bike as I turned onto my road whose mouth dropped open. Once he recovered, he gave me a thumbs up, a huge smile & said "nice ride". I was thrilled. He would ride his bike up & down my street for days after that & sometimes stop to take pictures or talk about the car. He brought a little girl by one day to show her. They both took pictures. Yeah, kids love this car. But then so do adults. (who am I kidding, most "adult" drivers look like kids to me).
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