Descriptive piece: Journal 4 "Faded Black Honda"

At first glance the faded black Honda looked as if some one once used it as a dumpster. Opening the door a sharp screeching came from the rusty door hinges; as a result, from the dingy, ripped drivers seat came a mound of trash pooring to my feet. The once flawless, smooth dash is now weather beaten from the years of sun abuse. The odor from the half spilled, gallon of milk in the back seat almost instantly induces vomiting. The sad thing is that if I do vomit on spot in this vehicle you would not even be able to tell where it landed.