New year’s Eve ‘78-’79 (well, I guess by the time I hit the last party, it was fairly solidly into ’79…..), I parked my Triumph Spitfire in front of my house as the snow turned into a blizzard; when I woke up, I could only find it by the knob of the antenna sticking out.
That’s right, you whippersnappers, we had real winters back in my day!
New year’s Eve ‘78-’79 (well, I guess by the time I hit the last party, it was fairly solidly into ’79…..), I parked my Triumph Spitfire in front of my house as the snow turned into a blizzard; when I woke up, I could only find it by the knob of the antenna sticking out.
That’s right, you whippersnappers, we had real winters back in my day!