I have dreams one day of owning a fully restored classic car. And wouldn't it be sublime if it was a Karmann Ghia? I think so. Cruising down the PCH, hair tangle free, tied up in a bevy of printed scarves.
Ahh, sigh. Until then I'll have to hitch a ride with someone else. On our pit stops I can drop some vintage postcards in the box. Why not?