This is one of my favorite times of the season ... and boy did the gifter listen to me. I have always been bitter because on a visit to the Studebaker National Museum in 2001, I forgot to buy a sweatshirt, or a hat. And I was too stubborn to order online. So here’s a great gray t-shirt, and, from the museum, a black hat and shirt. I can’t tell who my Senna is from the boxes, so someone needs to confess.