Author: LJ

I stare down from a Rocky Mountain pass as wisps of feathered clouds set fire in the setting sun. The entire sky reaches a furious roar of red and orange before slowly fading into the deep purples of night. A slivered moon hangs above the peaks. This sunset reminds me no matter the roller-coaster of…

The only thing I remember about buying our FJ was how excruciatingly painful  sitting and listening to adults babble on like chickens about prices, interest, credit, and warranties was for a nine year old girl. Little did I know then that this car would open up a whole new world for me. My family and…