Parkinson's car was, indeed, a dark blue Toyota, illegally parked right in front of the police station.

It's the blue Toyota, parked in the garage, third floor.

Doug and Lara walked out to her little blue Toyota.

The blue Toyota was still behind her, keeping a discreet one-block distance.

He was the man who was driving the blue Toyota and tried to put you down.

He settled the crosshairs on a woman behind the wheel of a blue Toyota.

That first day, a battered blue Toyota pulled up, and a woman leaned across the front seat.

For some, it was merely to a blue Toyota.

When the blue Toyota appeared, he sighed with relief.

It was a blue Toyota, sure enough, but he checked the number plate just to be completely thorough.