To this day I still have dreams of Spit—that magically there she is, all polished and new—and together once again, we cruise the drive-thrus of our youth, sucking back on a joint and listening to the tunes of The Grateful Dead. Good times ...
Cruisin’ with the Top Down
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Thanks, Rebecca. It was truly an amazing time in an amazing city. And now you get to enjoy making your own memories in S.F. Go by Perry's on Union Street and have a Ramos Fizz for me.
Not sure what I love more - the car or your fabulous SF lifestyle! Love this story!
Such a well-written story Jayne! I wish I could have been a passenger in that Spitfire!
The story is great, by the way..(got carried away with the car). Really great. "Groovin....on a Sunday afternoon...."
It is a 1968 Spit
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