If any woman or man would have told me a year ago that I would be heading back to the Oakland airport in this sweet, sweet piece of steel...
With a wonderful new California friend. I would have quickly responded you're talking nothing but a whole bunch of crazy talk...
Well a picture is worth a trillion words...
AND THIS VIDEO OF US FLYING DOWN THE CALIFORNIA FREEWAY IS THE REAL DEAL
ANY SWEET DEALS COME YOUR WAY LATELY
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Ooh. A BART station at 2:15.
Uh, harrumph.
30 seconds of that would have been good enough.
But...
Thanks for taking me back to my old neighborhood.
(What was that blue stuff?)
I lived in the Bay Area for six years (homesick every minute) and availed myself of BART often since we seldom could afford a car. My mother, who lived with us, became very ill and spent a month in the hospital in Oakland. Every day I rode BART from Union City to Oakland and then a bus to the hospital. Thanks for ride!
Sisters, sisters... give me one big break... this was the first time... IN MY LIFE... I had a chance to hit the freeway in a really super duper, let's get up there and start smoking CAR...
Blue stuff... you mean blue sky...
or what
I did the BART thing too and loved it...
Still, if I had to choose between Bart and a car like that... give me five months to put together some coool $$$$$$ and I would gladly pay to fill the tank up in that freeway eater...
(can't little boys play with their toys anymore... sigh... hrumph!)
Hey, brother!
The main thing I see? You are having fun!
Glory, glory!
Your little sister,
Kim
I'm glad a super-groovy car helped take away some of your fear of the highway Joseph!
Grooviest car I ever owned...a cherry-red 1966 Mustang! Oh man...when I hit the highway in her...ooh-la! I now call all old Mustangs, Baby.
I love being on the freeway when someone else is driving... I am just not about to be the man with my hands on the wheel...
IT'S ALL GOOD
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