i came home from college and my parents tell me, sorry, but we sold your car (91 toyota corolla). i'm freaking out cause i have no way to get to work and no way to get anywhere. the whole day i'm pissed till i fall asleep. my brother woke me up at around 1 am-ish. he said hey, your friend is outside. i'm all discombobulated and whatnot. i walk outside and see an integra thinking it was a friend of mine who got a paint job. to my surprise, i see my dad with a big smile on his face (he just got home from work at the hospital). still kinda woozy from sleep, i look at him and he says get in. i sit in the passenger seat. he gets in, brings me down a pretty quiet road and guns it. plus he has the radio blasting. i was just in shock, i couldn't say a word. next day, when i wake up (thinking it was all a dream), he says how do you like my new toy? i just looked at him with my eyes wide open and my jaw dropped (i've been wanting an integra since i was 10 years old because my cousin had a fully loaded 90 gs and i've loved tegs ever since). he tells me that i don't get to drive it. i'm like WHAT?!?!?!. however, with him driving that, that only means one thing.... i get to drive the truck (94 toyota 4x4 v6 sr5 lifted 3 inches- i LOVED this thing, it was in immaculate condition)!! well, year goes by, i go back to school (no car). i come home for the summer again and parents tell me, don't drive the truck, we're sending it to your brother in hawaii tomorrow. only thing i can think is "!!!!!!!!!!!" ended up sharing my mom's civic all summer (automatic ex, bleh). in november my parents get an AWESOME deal on an eddie bauer explorer. my mom keeps her car. my dad drives the explorer. FINALLY i get the gsr... finally i'm happy.