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Twenty, thirty maybe forty, I´m not sure how old is it, all I know is that it´s been there for a long time, and old gray car that belongs to my grandfather, honestly I can´t figure out how does it still works, my grandpa says that a car is one the biggest inventions of humanity because it has become indispensable for all, he is always talking about how long it has been his partner and how much he appreciate all the help that he had received from it, every single Saturday he wakes up early in the morning and give a “shower” to his car, “it might be old but it looks cleaner than the newest ones” he always said, even if there was rain, even if there was snow, even if there was a hurricane the old man would follow the same routine, my father and uncles always talked with him about changing it, they said that it was insecure for him, he didn´t care about it, long time ago he told me a story about the car, he told me that when my father was young he once grabbed the car without permission and accidentally crashed it against a tree, lucky for my father nothing out of control happened, he sais in a joke that he doesn´t know for who my grandfather was worried more, if for him or the car, every time we visit the old folks I see the old car in the same exact spot were it has been during years, some times if I behave good he let´s me take a drive with him in the old machine, he also says that when he dies he just want his car to be in the same place where it has been for all it´s life, he might not be the best driver, but I´m sure he loves it like no one does

Abraham Herrera G.