I'm so conflicted...
I really wanted a blue Cobra but there were so many blue ones that I picked green because I wanted to, you know, be different (actually, my wife told me I could have a Cobra if I got a green one.
). My truck is blue but I bought it because it was huge and I could use it to intimidate other drivers. My motorcycle is black, but I'm afraid to drive it anymore. Peggy has a green Expedition because, well, green is her favorite color. Her Miata is Black Cherry
whatever that means... And her motorcycle is blue but she hardly rides it anymore since she got the Miata.
Hey...what about those guys who polish their cars? There must be some kind of Freudian implications there...
Lowell