Ah...for the good old days of the British-cars list with daily
updates on Roland's gas tank troubles.
No more Scott Fisher, Ray Gibbons, Chris Ball, and even TerriAnn has
fled to the Triumphs list.
But Roland and his "snake" are like Beach Boys music. When the
driving season begins, they're *there*! :-)
Cheers!
Tom O'Malley ('74 Spitfire)
On Mon, 18 Mar 2002 07:19:42 -0800 (PST), you wrote:
>The forecast for the weekend was sunny weather on Saturday and rain on
>Sunday, so I chose Saturday to get some shopping out of the way and put
>a few more miles on the snake's fresh motor. One stop was at a local
>mall. Shoppers were out in force. A sign of the recovering economy, I
>hope. In fact, there were so many shoppers that parking was at a
>premium. I was stuck behind SUVs and Hondas moving at a snail's pace,
>looking for spaces to open up. I was forced to stop briefly in front of
>one of the main trances to the mall. Two young girls, maybe 10 or 11
>years old, were chatting with each other. Since I was one of the
>impatient searchers myself, I didn't even noticed them at first, but
>being in an open car and only a few feet away I clearly heard one of
>them say "I really like that car!". When I looked over I noticed
>that one of the girls was looking right at the snake, so there was
>no doubt in my mind what car she was referring to.
>
>Imagine developing such exquisite, discriminating taste at such a young
>age. This young girl will make her mark in the World one day. She also
>made my day.
>
>Roland
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