Notes from the North Coast
Now that I have a regular schedule, more or less, I leave my house at the same time each day, and each day on Highway 1, I pass the same car coming in the opposite direction. It's a small blue sedan with no hood, the engine gloriously naked as it churns down the road. There's a "For Sale" sign in the driver's side rear window. Depending on whether I'm early, late or on time, I might pass it close to my road, or near the little grocery store and gas station in Cleone, or closer to Fort Bragg. Each time I wonder, Why doesn't he get a hood for that thing? Who does he think would buy a car with no hood?
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