"I do indeed," the man replied, gesturing toward an ancient blue Volkswagen.

A blue Volkswagen, is he right?

It was a blue Volkswagen.

He drove around at night in his blue Volkswagen, other activists said, slipping flyers out the window detailing the government's abuses.

He parked the little blue Volkswagen amongst them, positioning her carefully.

A family of four was killed just as they parked their blue Volkswagen to go to a nearby restaurant, a hotel guard said.

Maybe you saw her, a girl in a blue Volkswagen.

The young woman flung her head scarf off and hung out the window of the blue Volkswagen, her long red hair flying wild in the wind.

Four of them leaped out of a little blue Volkswagen, waving their billy clubs.

Far down the road to the north, Sterling could see his blue Volkswagen parked where he'd left it in the shade of a palm tree.