Why my mother rocks...

So, my mom calls me this morning, and says she thinks she's found me a car - if I'm willing to learn to drive a stick shift. Someone at the school she's teaching at is selling a car for about 4200 - and apparently it's a camaro.

Yummy!

She's fairly certain we'll be able to finance it through the local bank there, which, since it's a small town bank, is pretty likely - it's literally a place where everybody knows your name.

I'm all excited now - and any kind of "if this is right for her (as in, me), let it work out" energy would be appreciated.

Thanks all!