I want a convertible. Not because it's practical, but for the wind in my hair.
I had a student teacher years ago. Steve finished his Navy Nuclear experience with a lot of interesting stories. He didn't think like most and that made his perspective unique and his storytelling good.
Steve had a Chrysler Sebring Convertible that didn't convert any more. The roof broke, or so he said, and he just couldn't get it up any more. So he had driven around with the top down for years. He told me stories of deluges that soaked the seat foam and snow that filled the interior with drifts up to a foot deep.
It was snowing pretty hard here in Pittsburgh last night and the temperature was well below zero. I was out in East Liberty at the Home Depot buying some totally unnecessary items just to get out in the snow when I thought of Steve. Inspired, I rolled down the windows, turned the heat up to "Blast Furnace," and cranked up the tunes.
Incredible. The wind was cold but I wasn't. Well, I wasn't really cold but I was only doing about 25 mph. Steve said he always had a hat, a full-length raincoat, and thick wool blanket. Good idea if I want to do this often. I went on, farther and farther from home, laughing with joy and singing the wrong words at top volume while the snow swirled past my face.
Steve, if you're out there, thanks for the inspiration.
Anybody got a convertible for sale cheap? I don't care if the top works.
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