It's pretty rad, not gonna lie. I was totally expecting to bomb it like the first time. In the end I only got five blue ticks! I FUCKING ROCK. IF ONLY FOR THESE FIVE MINUTES.
Now I just have to wait 19 months until I can trade up my Fiat shoebox to a pink Volkswagon Beetle, which I have wanted approximately since forever/I learned they were Barbie's car.
Also, also. Three-day old twins? More adorable than kittens! No, really! They were HUGGING EACH OTHER OH MY EFFING GOD.
I'd probably be like this if I was high: an effluvium of exclamation marks.