Originally Posted by bbigby64

I don't recall whether I mentioned this but last week while my wife and I were running errands in the Z, we pulled up at a stop light and a young girl in a somewhat standard sedan -- probably a V6 -- pulled up beside me on my right and I looked over at her, and she at me, and she mouthed, "Nice car;" both of our windows were up. Then, she mouthed something else that I didn't see. When the light changed green, she went speeding off. My wife told me that she mouthed, "Race to the next light." Ooops. The message came too late. I probably wouldn't have raced anyway. My wife wouldn't have appreciated the whiplash. This young lady looked like she was about 23. My wife said to me, "She must think that you're 25." I said, "Yeah, maybe."

On another note, while I was detailing the Z on Monday evening, a young lady in the passenger seat of a car waved to me while she passed by. Unfortunately, I didn't recognize her. I thought, it must be one of my son's friends. She looked like she was 19. I always kid my wife by using the expression, "Chicks dig it!" Well, chicks really do dig this car enough to let you know somehow! Young chicks!