I'm worried about taking my driver's license test. The written part should be totes easy, but the actual driving part is what has me going a little batty. My father has taken me out for practice drives, but he gets really nervous for some reason and says DRACULAURA- DRACULAURA- DRACULAURA a lot while stomping the passenger side floorboard. My dream Sweet 1600 birthday present would be a sporty black-and-pink two-seater convertible, so Count Fabulous can fly in and out. That would be totally off the fang!
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