The Car. *May Not Be Final Title*

part 1

It was a horribly hot and cloudless day, dylan thought looking at the sky shading his blue eyes. But the weather was always hot in south California, he wiped his sweaty hands on his pants and looked down at the car he had been tinkering with. It was a beauty a 1973 lincoln continental. dylan reflected on how surprisingly cheap he had got it at the police auction. No one seemed intrested in bidding on the car. Apparently the previous owner was a murderous con man. Unlucky for him but lucky for me There wasnt much wrong with it. Just a few cosmetic things. Like the radio needed replaced and the rearview mirror was cracked. A few dents where the car was pit maneuvered. Stopping that psychos crime spree. Suddenly heard  his name from behind him snapping him out of his thoughts. Dylan I brought you a rum and coke said his newest girlfriend she was an Italian with reddish brown hair and green eyes and a large rack. And she liked cars aswell. In fact she told me about the auction happening on our first date a few months ago.  Thanks Aurora i said leaning in for a kiss. When did u get here i asked.   A few minutes ago she replied. And with a wink she said you really should lock up your house when your out back in the garage or any girl can stop by and make you a drink,  I called you few times and no answer so i figured i would surprise you. She kissed him back passionately,  Dylan laughed and took a sip of his drink. Strong just how he liked it.