So, I am about 3 miles away (8 miles total) and I am driving wife's 2001 Jeep Cherokee Limited 4X4 Wagon. I am waiting at a red light - an extremely loooong red light as it's five (5) corners, like the ponts on a star. I am allready there for at least 2 & 1/2 minutes waiting. I am alone. No other cars waiting with me. Suddenly, seemingly from outta nowhere, a drop-dead georgous, flawless 2009 or 8 or 7 Black Mustang convert with a padded roll bar, and rumbling pulls up on my right side. It's a real honest-to-goodness STEEDA - black with (I think) grey leather.
We had our A/C on so I quickly lower my wife's window and compliment the car, telling him, that's the fist steeda I have seen on the road. He is about my age, or between 56 & 62 somewhere. He answers that he just bought it to celebrate his beating colon cancer ! Oh my God, just like me,
(but no Steeda here).
I shout over to him that I have an ascMclaren and did he ever hear of them? Of course he hadn't. I wanted to get his name and meet up with him some day, but the lite turned as did he, and he was off! What a beauty, and what a sound!
After he turned, my wife said something that I had allready thought.
In a way, it was a bit upsetting, as i had thought it but did not say it...
Wife said, "He likes the cars you like and did you notice how much he looked like you?! Yes, I did
I mean, really, he looked like he coulda been my brother - 'Ya, THAT much alike.
