[tccrab]

Was at a local car parts store yesterday afternoon in the Z.
I was standing in line, waiting for my turn at the parts counter.
Through the front window I noticed an older gentleman eyeballing my car, he walked a couple of circles around her and then walked back into the store.
From the front door, to a crowd of about 8 or 10 people waiting in line at the parts counter, he announced in a very loud voice:


"Who's the person driving the REAL Corvette in the parking lot?"


awww.... shucks, just little ol' Me.



Turns out he was the mechanic at the dealership it was delivered to (over 200 miles from where I live) who unwrapped her when she was new off of the delivery truck.

It made such a big impression on him that over 30 years later he still remembered that one particular car.
We chatted for a little while, he took some pictures, and we parted ways.


Wonderful day, one for the memory book.


'Crabs