Well it all began when your missus fell pregnant, and you were deciding to make the retarded decision of buying a VW golf. Then the likes of SAU got involved and mind f**ked you into deciding that your love for an EVO was much greater..
So you went out to sell your Maroon R33 skyline. After some time, a young chap had approached you with his backwards cap, and bumbag slung around his shoulder. He said "uleh i will fully buy dis car of yiou braoww"
H then travelled interstate and said "take my f**king money" and you said goodbye to your car of umteen years.
3 days later, he decided to smash this car into something, writing it off.
the end.