The kid car.

It was necessary to drive my newish car to work this morning. I haven’t driven it for the better part of two weeks, so it was quite the event. My enthusiasm was tempered by the good natured ribbing I got from my coworkers.

“John, your daughter’s too young to drive. Why did you buy her a car already?”

“John, you’ve got a car just like my neighbor’s sixteen year old.”

I was driving to my allergists office and I began to think how I could turn my car into a teen dream. Remove the suspension and pick-up some lumber from Home Depot. Tint the windows and get some stencils for Japanese lettering. Illuminate the undercarriage. And most importantly, install some party favors in the tail pipe. Go speed racer!