3rd Chance
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Picture this. Husband by my side in the passenger seat, we're driving down a local (practically deserted) highway and, he says, "Why are you slowing down?" I reply, "There's something coming up on us in the hammer lane that we need to greet". Snickering, he says to me, "Oh, not again, you know what's gonna happen".:ugh
Down goes my driver's window, as I prepare my left hand for a salutation...
And then...ad
My hubby laughs at me otfl as a Black '05 cruises past us, without so much as a glance. HER vanity tag rhymed nicely with something I won't state here.
;squint:
This was only the third time yesterday that we were "dis'd". Whether it be a C5, a C6, or any other Vette we saw, it seems we were, simply, invisible.
So, the Game is...
I'm not going home from a ride, until I get a WAVE. That's the NEW GAME.
We're still out here...
Down goes my driver's window, as I prepare my left hand for a salutation...
And then...ad
My hubby laughs at me otfl as a Black '05 cruises past us, without so much as a glance. HER vanity tag rhymed nicely with something I won't state here.
;squint:
This was only the third time yesterday that we were "dis'd". Whether it be a C5, a C6, or any other Vette we saw, it seems we were, simply, invisible.
So, the Game is...
I'm not going home from a ride, until I get a WAVE. That's the NEW GAME.
We're still out here...