| but the one on my mind is one I've had a couple of times; I wake up in the morning (in my dream) and go to the garage to get going in the z and off to work...and the z is just completely stripped, on blocks, absolutly to the frame...no interior nothing. I always wake in a cold sweat after that dream...or any variation of it. I'm surprised I didn't have a dream about it last night...I had to leave the Z in a parking lot accross town at the bar...had the little woman come pick me and my buddy up after the hockey game (leafs sucked as usual) as I had a few too many. I'm always paranoid when I have to leave it anywhere.
 Stage VI Naturally Aspirated "...waitresses, I can't vouch for their goodness or cuteness, since I didn't partake of any when I was there" TT XTZ 08/08/07 |