*sighs* dare to dream...(of a mechanic who likes brunettes and homemade cookies cuz that's what I'd be paying him with...my dashing good looks and pastries...cuz god knows I'd pick a lemon that would bleed my bank account) Haha!
Taking Izzy to school this morning, stopped and got some hot cocoa, she ran inside, I sat in the car waiting...pulling into the parking lot is a late 60's Westy. Old guy gets out to pump his gas, I get out, walk over and say hi and he opened it up for me. He's the original owner. It was a virtual time machine inside. I climaxed...nuff said