I'm driving a Nissan Sentra rental while our car is in the shop. It's definitely a bit sportier than my Camry, and the boys think it's really cool to be in a "new car". (Well, Josh was bit nervous at first, but then I gave him a mint (the kind we always keep in the car) and he was fine.) But I miss my car. My car knew the way to everywhere we go and practically drove itself. The Sentra doesn't. It drives differently, and I am constantly reminded that it's a different vehicle.And it has that weird rental car smell - a cross between faint wet dog and old luggage.
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