And today, I was reminded finally of just why I bought that little roadster. Sunny and 80° today, taking advantage of a few hours during the afternoon when my most recent illness subsided, I put the top down and sped down Guadalupe Parkway at about 80 singing along with a CD at the top of my lungs. California springtime, baby! I finally decided on a moniker for the new car, one which my family will recognize instantly as a tribute to my grandfather who loved all things technological and all cars fast: the Litomobile!
He is smiling and feeling the breeze ruffle his
hair—
If your car was pieced together by parts you could buy at Radio Shack, then assembled and disassembled for no apparent reason- leaving only a few extra RCA cables… well, then you’d be spot on.