Get Out of My Dreams And Into My Car
Just don't tell them that the car in your dreams was a Citroën 2CV. I had a dream about the prom. I was driving with my friend Jenny on our way to the event, which for some reason was now taking place at Pace. Everything went as planned, but as we got there, I dropped the car at valet, turned to look, and I was driving a 2CV instead of my TL. I started to wonder what this all meant because I love my current car, so shouldn't I be dreaming of driving something much cooler? Maybe it wouldn't be classic Lincoln or sexy hot rod, but I thought my imagination would at least have me rolling around in a slayer-approved DS.
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...meet the guy who bragged about the NASCAR radiator in one of his three Bitter SC automobiles (Jalopnik string).
Bitter SC,
You are a braver man than me. Not one, but three Bitters? That is truly a labor of love, or hell, depending on how many are actually running at the time.