The saver of the world, three times over, peaked out the window of his apartment he owned with Carly Spencer at the sound of a horn beeping. Spying the yellow camaro waiting on the road below, Sam Witwicky hurriedly pulled on shoes and raced outside. "Bee, what are you doing here? I thought you had to help the other 'bots with clean up."
The camaro
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