Coming back home after being out and about this afternoon, I was less than a mile from my house when my car approached this one:
Holy crap, that is so cool! The antique vehicle pulled far to the right, allowing me to easily get by. I sped past the driver and his passenger, then quickly pulled into the closest side street I could find. I threw my car into park, rolled down my window as fast as possible, and leaned out the driver’s side door just in time to snap this picture:
What made the situation even better is that 1) the driver was on the right side and the passenger was on the left, and 2) the driver was at least 70 years old and the passenger was at least 90.
So, so, so, so awesome.
I adore being in the “right” place at the “right” time, and being gifted with such amazing sights and experiences.