Yesterday, Misty and her family were in town for Mid-Americruise – an event for people with swanky, awesome hot-rods and other fancy cars. People were cruising up and down ‘O’ Street for hours. Anyway, Misty, her brother Lee, Matt, and I drove up and down the street in her 1967 Ford Fairland (this is not her specific car, but another of the same type).
Oh, and work is stressing me out and I screwed up last night and I’m frustrated. That’s all I’ll say about that.
It’s a “Fairlane” not a “Fairland,” and it’s a really cool car.
I have a sneaking suspicion even Cora knows more about cars than I do. This makes me sad. So sad.
Someday I’ll buy a nice car… it might not run, but I can at least say I have it. “I own a 1977 Chevy P.O.S.”