Nice and sunny out there, so I was full on top down.

Woman in a Park Avenue pulled up at a light next to me.

“Is that a Mustang?” she asked.

“No mam, it’s a Pontiac.”

“Pontiac?!” then gave me a “not bad” look with a thumbs up, and I went on my merry way.


...deep down I was like, “duh, do you see any blood stains on my hood?”

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