I passed a guy on the freeway yesterday in an early 90’s model Toyota van missing a hub-cap on the front-left rim and doing just a hair over 70mph.
With the windows down and an outside temperature of 96 degrees, I’m sure the A/C was out and that he wasn’t just going for a nice quiet ride in the country.
Wearing a faded baseball cap and smoking a Marlboro, the two-handed death grip he had on the wheel rather led me to believe that he was going to ride her down to the end – whenever and wherever that might be.




