I know some of you will laugh but I've definitely shed my share of tears over this car today. She helped me through the good and the bad times. Whether it be me running the out of her or simply venting my frustration when I couldn't get something to work. She was the best friend I could never find in a human being and led me to meet so many people that have made an impact on my life. I think I've finally found away to kinda describe the reasoning behing my VW tat a little bit since it was colored to specifically match the grill of the second jetta. You see numerous people get tattoos in honor of their mothers, fathers, siblings, grandparents, what-have-you, and why? Because they were an inspiration, or someone who got them through tough times, taugh them lessons, etc. Well my car was like my family member. That car taught me to be patient when things weren't going my way, to stay optimistic when when everything seemed to be going down the crapper, to be grateful for even the simple things...

And some people think I slapped a VW symbol on my arm to be 'cool'?

Boy were you wrong.