This morning I was filling the tank of the Miata after a nice drive with the top down.
A lady pulled up behind me. I thought that she was waiting for me so she could use the pumps.
Nope, she got out of her car and came up to me and said "Nice Car!!" I noticed that she had two sleeves of tats and my immediate thought was "Is she hitting on me?" Whatever that is supposed to mean.
Too bad I didn't have Fudgie there, I could've asked him.

After a short conversation, she got in her car, backed out, and left.
This Miata does seem to get comments, that is until they see my white hair and pot gut.

I guess that I'm going to have to troll the street for senior biddies.
