One of the surest signs of summer, after the solstice and the onset of crepuscular bioluminescence, is when the classic cars come out to play. Today, we got the start of summer with a vengeance. You know it is going to be an interesting classic car viewing day when seeing a replica of the 1966 Batmobile cruising down the main shopping drag is not the weirdest classic car experience of the day.
Nope, weird car experience of the day goes to what happened when I exited Barnes and Noble. Parked next to my car was a banana yellow Triumph Spitfire, a car uncommon enough that the only other banana yellow Triumph Spitfire I have ever seen is the one my father owns.
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