My name is Tom, and I just sold my 1988 Audi 90A Quattro for $600. I know this seems like an unimportant event, but please let me explain how this means more to you than you realize.
The sale of this car represents the movement of a generation. I bought the Audi because I was 20, it was red, and it was a fucking Audi. How classy was I? The first thing I did when we got back to Boise was buy a set of 18" rims and tires to make this car even classier...um, what? Honestly, that's where my head was.
A member of the Idaho Army National Guard,
and going to school on Uncle Sam's dime, I did what the hell I wanted. Three friends and I lived near the airport in Boise, and regarded school as an inconvenience on the way to 'whatever the hell we wanted'. Let me tell you how that turned out....(deployment)A BS in accountancy, a semester from an MBA from THE Boise State University, a fat ass mortgage, and a terrific partner in crime
has left me with nothing else to ponder but my journey....I encourage you all to follow along...for our generation and the future generation's sake...but really though, my future involves me riding dirty in 1997 Mazda 626.
Let's do this shit.
