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Pony Boy. Now there's a great title...and a book reading flashback from when I was a kid. Now going to take the quiz...but smiling about that title.


I am a Lamborghini Murcielago!

You're not subtle, but you don't want to be. Fast, loud, and dramatic, you want people to notice you, and then get out of the way. In a world full of sheep, you're a raging bull.

(Or as Donna would call it - the perfect car for those with oldest sister syndrome.)

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