This week is British Car Week and I'm dying to commute in my 'B, but we're
moving this week and the B isn't good for all the utility stuff I must do
every day. Anyway, I'm driving towards downtown DC and I pace an early
E-Type for a while. Beautiful car in pristine shape. Tore my heart out I
wasn't in my B. Then I spy ahead a bright yellow TR6. It looked good until
I got close. The car was in excellent shape, but the driver had plastered it
with peel-off stickers--rear end had two of those reclining nude female
profiles, and the rest of the car had, oh, 20-25 smiley-face stickers. Three
on the windshield, some on the bra--yes, he had a bra--one on each wheel
spinner, front and rear valance a couple each, and so forth, with other
stickers, too. He also had a bunch of stuff dangling off the rear view
mirror. Bad juju stuff.
I know us MG people have our difference with Triumph owners, but this was way
over the top. What was he thinking?
Jay Donoghue
72B
66 Mustang
(no stickers)
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