Tuesday, January 31, 2012

ensconced in luxury


It seems like every time I check my rear view there is a different super car staring back at me.


The important thing is that they're in my rear view mirror.

Yeah like they couldn't totally smoke me if they wanted to.  At least I don't have to deal with idiots in traffic trying to take a picture of my car all the time.  That must suck!

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