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sounds good! (p.3)

sounds good! (p.3)

it matters more how it sounded, but this is how it looked: (stock photo) turning on to newport coast drive, and before i got to pelican hill archway of excess on the left, i was taken by the stunning lines of a black jaguar F-type 

nice looking (p.2)

nice looking (p.2)

as my laguan canyon loop journey continued, (see p.1) i decided to stop by the trader joes on PCH both because i think they have the best wine selection of the stores near by — small, but well curated — and i needed more shampoo. 

looking good (p.1)

looking good (p.1)

[in all fairness, i had just detailed the Z a week before, and have for some time been keeping a car cover over her. so it should be no surprise that people notice just a little bit more.]

it had rained the day before, so the weather was spectacular, the clouds fluffy white, and the pavement dry. the F1 race at COTA in austin didn’t start till noon, so i decided i had time for a laguna canyon loop run in the Z. i cleared the canyon with little traffic and turned right onto PCH. the ocean loomed deep blue over the horizon and the cliffs of catalina were subtly visible. as i stopped at the funky 5-way intersection where the cottage used to be, a group of tourists, locals and dogs, crossed in the crosswalk ahead of me. when the grey-haired man who held lovingly to his wife’s hand reached my left fender he turned and said to me, “she’s a beauty!” i was pretty sure he was referring to the green 240Z in which i sat–but he might just as easily been referring to the woman who’s hand he was holding like he’s been holding likely for the better part of 50 years. his comment caught be a bit off-guard because i’d been distracted by the two bulldogs shuffling across the walk at the same time. i smiled, waved and thanked him. i’m pretty sure the conversation he had as he and his wife walked along the beach had a lot to do with his Z story.

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not my pic, but this is how the original cottage looked. today it was in the process of being remodeled. kinda sad to me. wasn’t my favorite place, but was certainly a landmark.

fairlady?

fairlady?

as laguna canyon road narrowed and 2 lanes became one, traffic started to pile up. as we waited to merge, the guy in the 90’s-something-3-shades-of-green chevy sedan next to me rolled his window down and said, “nice car! 250? or a fairlady?” i thought for