How odd.


My family had just this same model Chevy. Except it was in the dirty green shade [op]drie mentioned to me today. My dad called his the Green Hornet. While I was thinking and taking pictures of this one the owner came up to me and said I could sit in it.  (AMAZING)

His name was Chico. Wearing wraparound Ray Ban's.   

This level of  life being condensed with such extraordinary experiences  makes me nervous.

Joyous but nervous.

I'll show you the Corvette later.