I was driving down I64 yesterday. Traffic was sort of heavy, but I managed to get myself into the fast lane (gee, I wonder how). I passed a white early-90s 5.0 (didn't catch the exact year), no spoiler, PERFECT condition. He pulled up next to me after I passed. I looked over, and he had this big grin on his face, nodding his head, pointing at my car. I smiled and gave him a thumb's-up. We ran together for a little while, but traffic kinda held him back.
It was one of those beautiful moments that makes you think that, yes, there are still cool people left in the world, and perfect strangers can enjoy a moment of fun.
It was one of those beautiful moments that makes you think that, yes, there are still cool people left in the world, and perfect strangers can enjoy a moment of fun.
