It took me awhile to find the poor dear in all that snow this morning. Look at her. She's got icicles. :(

THIS IS CARAFFINITY

(Yes, I consider my car is as much a living entity as all of you are and she has her own personality. She's like the 45 year old happily divorced broad you find in the bar at 1am with a cigarette in one hand and a martini glass in the other.)