I had it on my old blog… One day I was lusting after this old Mustang (how do you know these things?!) while I was walking, and thinking I couldn’t care less what the owner looked like. It was left it out there, idling on the street. He was really lucky I didn’t go joy-riding!

I don’t just love American muscle however. I’ll take an exotic car any day of the week! (I should write a story about the first Tesla I encountered in a parking garage. Let’s just say it’s a good thing they didn’t have cameras in there.)