Where do these people come from? My laugh for the day.
I haven't driven my '36 coupe much lately so I blew off most of the sawdust yesterday and went for a little ride. It was getting low on gas so I pulled into a station. As I was pumping the usual 5 gallons and adding 2 ounces of MMO, some guy in his twenties walked by and said "Whoa dude! Is that a real '56 Bel-Air?"
I said "Yeah. Man, you sure know your cars".
I guess I should mention that he was pushing a shopping cart full of tattered garbage bags and didn't smell too good.
Dumb as a fence post but at least he appreciated old iron I guess.
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