-It’s not my spare. It’s the key to my first car, the first BMW I had, and it’s the only thing I have left that proves I ever owned it.
‘Cause frickin’ insurance people came by and towed it off to a junkyard before I could even swap out the parts I had on it with OEM ones after it was totaled.
I loved that car. So much, that I got almost the exact same thing. Same model, same color, same year, etc. Only difference? This one’s “not special.”
Perfect time for a nice drive. By now, cops are home and off duty or back at the station preparing for the week.
Or guarding the bridge connecting the 57 to the 60. No sources yet but rumor is some people were trying to race and/or cut each other off resulting in a huge crash. Saw a tow truck towing out a crumpled heap of metal and also, cops had closed down the entire freeway for a little while.
Anyways, means my favorite winding road is 99% deserted.