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I understood the meaning of "love at first sight" at the age of 16. His name was Thomas, and he was a bright red 1998 Ford Ranger. Although I inherited him from my older brother, he was my first car, so I loved him just the same. Our love affair was brief. It lasted six, maybe seven, months. Unfortunately, a tornado blew through my hometown in Ohio and Thomas met his end at the hands (or branches, rather) of a large elm tree while parked in our driveway.
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