I don't post much anymore, I just started a new job requiring a 150 mile a day commute over my old 8 mile drive to public transit. Cruising with the top down peaceful at 80 mph I saw a plume of smoke. As the car spun out I saw the ever familiar pie plates. Only two of them, the rear wheels gone. Lucky and I let out a respectful groan as our car became one more rare. If that was a member on the Florida Turnpike at 5:30 heading southbound toward Boca Raton we lit a candle for you. RIP.

 

I'll be sure to pour one out for a homie.