It looks like images of people or characters if you zoom into the photograph.

This Ford Focus was loaded. It was Flex Fuel capable and had leather seats. Damn I liked that car.

We both miss it.

It did have over one hundred eighteen thousand miles on it when my woman crashed it. It still ran good though. We both did frequent check ups at the Ford dealership. In fact it still ran after the accident. It was just that I spent most of my savings on bills and car repairs and upgrades and couldn’t pay over ten grand to get her fascia replaced. The junk yard service tower didn’t have to tow her out of her parking spot. He backed her up and drove her to the tow truck. Gave my woman $600 bucks and took Sophie. Hell, her brand new tires cost me $1200. I could have shitted on myself.

It wasn’t my woman’s fault. She had a fall at work and hit her head on the lunchroom floor which caused a contusion and blackened both of her eyes a few days before the accident.

My dumb ass let her drive to get my birthday cake…

Bye Sophie!

We loved you.

Even though some would say that you were just a Ford Focus. I still believe that you were a great automobile.

…One of the greatest cars ever.