My sister has a thing for cars--I don't know when that developed, but she has this vast knowledge of cars, especially muscle cars. I know only one thing about the kind of cars I like: they've got boobs and hips.
Upon learning this, my husband alerted me to the mammarian marvel that is the 1963 Corvette Stingray, and it's now my favorite car. If I could get my hands on one and upgrade it to have all the latest safety hoo ha's and electric lah di dah's I would become the type of person who goes for a drive just for kicks. It may not happen in this life. Will I get a chance in the next? Is there an autobahn in heaven for car enthusiasts? Geez, I've never even been in one...maybe I'll start making New Year's resolutions next year and get behind the seat of a Stingray at least once.
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