Do you sometimes feel like you just driving around in the existential dark with just one headlight?
The car in the picture by the way is a Morris Minor. In the early 80s I was the not so proud owner of one. It was in pristine original condition and came my way after a long conversation with my dad about my desire to own a beach buggy.
One late Friday afternoon he called me and told me that he had a big surprise for me.
"Just wait till you see what I got you today," he said. I could barely wait. I was thinking babes hanging out of my cool topless car and of course my 'will get laid' meter was going bezerk
At the time my dad had a small used car lot and often he came home with interesting cars and even a few motorcycles for me to use till I got bored. I was spoiled rotten.
Anyway, when my dad pulled into the driveway I about fell over looking at a light blue 1950-something relic that looked like it belonged in a museum.
"But I thought you were bringing a beach buggy," I said dejectedly. "This is better than a beach buggy," he replied.
It was not. Well not then. I hardly ever drove it in the daytime just in case someone recognized me. And after a few months of taking space in the garage it disappeared.
Truth be told my dad was right. If I had kept that car it would be worth a whole lot of moola today.
But what did I know. Still barely know much about anything.
I really need to get my internal headlight looked at. Might as well get my 'will get laid' meter checked at the same time. It seems to be missing a fuse or something for the longest time.
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