
Dad took it in to get inspected on the way home from work one day. Apparently it was an in and out thing, and wasn't that much of a hassle, which is a good thing cause dad and hassle don't go together.
I took it to the DMV, got into a VERY long line to get a number. The line went fast, I got my number, and then my number got called.
I have no luck with the DMV... they can never seem to find things that belong to me, or say that i sold vehicles, or um... they cant find the MSRP in any of the books, or on the computer, for a car that I have owned for 4 years. After 15 mins of waiting and looking thru book after book we finally found out the info we needed and I had a new license plate on my car. I've been here for nearly 8 months and I officially have a AZ license plate, and an AZ drivers license and Mom and Dad may own a house here soon. Looks like I have a new place of residence.

I have waited in those lines! I so recognise that room with the lines. UGGG!
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