This past Saturday morning I was standing around at a Coffee and Cars event in Hunt Valley, MD and talking with a friend. That friend had his Hi-Tech Cobra parked beside mine.
Precocious Peter (don't know his real name) approx. 2 1/2 years old, and his dad wandered over to our cars. Little Peter walks over to the blue Hi-Tech and laid hands on it and appeared to be ready to climb on the side pipes. Dad politely eased him off the car.
Then little Precocious Peter spins around and does the same to the red Cobra (mine). Dad politely steers him off my car. At this point I was annoyed

and asked Dad to please ensure his son doesn't touch the cars. Dad responded by saying "...he didn't touch the car." I responded by saying the child did touch both cars and repeated my request to keep his son away from the cars.
Dad then asked me "....why I was being such a *ick ?" Again I insisted the child be kept away from the cars.
Dad and Precocious Peter walked away with Dad looking as if he wasn't quite finished with me.
So the word's out now, I'm a *ICK!
David