I like it. Lots.
(Remember my dad driving our huge Chrysler wagon with me, teenaged, in the passenger side rear, next to a coffin borrowed for a Halloween fund-raiser. No mistaking what it was as folks drove past and did double-takes at it and at our suits & ties. I almost got the old man to drive with the flashers on, but, naaaawww . . . )
(Remember my dad driving our huge Chrysler wagon with me, teenaged, in the passenger side rear, next to a coffin borrowed for a Halloween fund-raiser. No mistaking what it was as folks drove past and did double-takes at it and at our suits & ties. I almost got the old man to drive with the flashers on, but, naaaawww . . . )