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Sunday before last...my son and I took the car over to Shelbyville (yes, Shelbyville) for supper. When we came out of the restaurant, a young girl was eyeballing the car at close range- really going over it. She asked if it was OK if she took a picture of it with her camera phone because her boyfriend was crazy about "these cars." I told her to hop in and we'd take her picture in the car. She said, "NO WAY, he'd be SO jealous." I convinced her to hop in and my son took a couple pictures of her. She went away joyously, still babbling about how envious her boyfriend was going to be. Makes it all worth it, doesn't it?
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