No such thing as "just going out for cigarettes"
I usually joke to my wife that I am going out for cigarettes which is code for corvair ride.
But, even a shortest ride can turn long and be a regular part of driving the corvair.
Yesterday, a trip to the post office became a pleasant remembering experience for a woman who snapped photos of my car. She shared memories of her grandmother and her corvair.
A side trip to the old Dumbarton Bridge (now a fishing pier) a motorcycling tourer from GA approached to tell me about his first car. His 62 corvair leaked oil, smeared moisture on window defrost and stank, BUT he loved and missed it.
Maybe next time, I should tell my wife, "Going out for cigarettes and draft memories."
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