I've had a rough stretch at work lately: 100+ hour weeks. Work, eat, poop, sleep, repeat, no time for kids or cars, and my mood was accordingly low. I came in late today. I pulled up to a light, and sitting in front of me, behold, a beige Toyota whose bumper was covered with motorsports related stickers, including a GRM Dork sticker. Definitely NOT a common sight in these parts, and it 100% cheered me up!!
The driver noticed me snapping a phone pic, and I just sheepishly half-waved. The light changed and driver turned off a few blocks later, on Clarkson Street. (See, its a sign from the universe!)
Camry Driving Compadre, if you're reading this I was the middle-aged dude in the silver e46.
