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The other day I took my car to get it's oil changed. When it was all done, the guy behind the counter handed me my key back and said it was outside to the right. My father and I walk outside to see about 5-6 magnesium colored Honda Civics [bite me, it's the name of the color]. Dad started walking towards one, but I knew it wasn't mine because I could see the license plate. After another half a second of contemplation I just starting hitting the unlock button on my remote until one of them starting blinking.