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Originally Posted by Without Remorse

After a couple of months I stopped by a Taco Bell. No I didn't get it to go, I ate it inside but that ride home was offensive. I about made myself sick.....even with the top down. It was unlike anything I have ever smelled. I thought about taking to a valet parker just for shits and giggles but I think they would have carved out a special place in hell if I did that. Still to this day, I'll open my glovebox or release another trapped pocket of air and relive it all over again. I fear that it will never fully leave. I may have to sell the car and buy another. Anyone interested?

I call it permafart.