 ★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry
Steph looked closely at the diagrams, trying to remember the car parts to the exterior of it. She took out a piece of parchment and started writing down what she can remember when her dad talked about them. Or even her great aunt. And her cousin Tim, who now drove everywhere because of something about feeling free and whatnot. Anyway. The redhead wrote down some parts, but didn't want to exactly ask yet bout the ones she couldn't remember.
She'd wait a bit longer until her noggin couldn't think anymore.
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