As this newsletter goes to
print (figuratively or literally, depending on if you picked
this up at the bookstore or are reading this online) the annual
L.A. Auto Show has hit town. While ruminating over such space-age
innovations as the return of the VW Beetle and the introduction
of cars made entirely of plastic parts, I was reminded of something
that appeared in these hallowed pages way back in January '92
. . . In said spirit I do hereby submit a few car-related anecdotes,
and if any of them sound familiar, I'll bet they happened to
the cousin of a friend of yours!
A man sideswiped a parked car,
in front of many witnesses. The owner not being found, the driver
got out and wrote a note, leaving it on the windshield of the
damaged vehicle. When the owner eventually returned, he discovered
his injured auto and the note, which read: "The people watching
me think I am leaving my name and address. But I'm not."
Then there was the security-minded,
somewhat overly fearful car owner who devised a foolproof way
to guard his parked car. He sunk thick steel staples into the
concrete floor of his garage, ran heavy chains through the steel
and all around the car's frame, and secured the resulting morass
of metal with several locks. He then covered it with a tarp.
A week later, he unlocked his garage and removed the tarp to
take his precious vehicle for a ride. Underneath the wiper blade,
he found a note. It read: "If we want this car, we'll take
The car had been turned around.
Lastly, who can forget the
kid who got a new Camaro for his sixteenth birthday, and that
same day got into a drag race, in the middle of which, while
speeding down the road, he cleverly threw the transmission into
"R" for "Race" . . .