You People Probably Don’t Even Know What This Is.

Alanna and 98 mercury tracer

’98 Mercury Tracer. My love <3

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White Girls Be Like

Hey there, I'm Alanna. I can't give you my last name for legal reasons, but you probably won't pronounce it right anyway. This is a blog about various occurrences in my life and also some of my thoughts and feelings about things, otherwise known as "what white girls be like". It's true. We be like... "Cats, Lana del Rey, Coors Light, and Twitter". If you disagree, please comment and tell me to shut up. Otherwise, enjoy! :)

18 thoughts on “You People Probably Don’t Even Know What This Is.”

    1. More often than not, it’s a struggle if you ever need to replace parts, but it can be cool. I’m almost 100% positive that I owned the only Mercury Tracer in Harrisburg because I never saw another one, but one time my dad was driving my car and I passed him on the road and flipped out with excitement. Although for a second I thought my car had a twin which was slightly disappointing.


        1. No way, I’m that old lady going 10 miles under the speed limit in the left lane. Then again, if I’m on a mission I can break the sound barrier.

          But my dad was driving my old tracer after I bought my Honda. He was on the other side of the road and I tried to wave and get his attention but he clearly didn’t recognize me cuz the look on his face was like, “Who the fuck and also why?”


    1. Lol, I miss her. she had cigarette burns in the passenger seat where my ex boyfriend thought it would be funny to put out his cigarettes, and this weird brown stain in the back seat from when I left a bag of Hershey Kisses open in like 90 degree weather.



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