Two interesting situations cam up on my way home tonight...

First, while waiting at a traffic light, a woman in a beater pulled up next to me and started giving the thumbs up to me. She yells through her passenger window asking what kind of car it is, and I said it was a Crossfire. She then yells out how good I look in it. I modestly reply that ANYONE looks good in one of these cars. She insists that I look especially good in it. The light changed and off I went (it should be noted that this woman was no beauty queen by far).

A half hour later, I was at the grocery store. I saw an attractive girl in one of the aisles as I shopped, but all she gave me the slightest disinterested return glance. (The norm). As I was driving out of the parking lot, there she was, exiting the store and walking across the front side of my car. As she passed, her eyes were fixed on me, and as I drove by, she gave me a devilish smile.

The latter story truly confirms the theory of looking better behind the wheel of a Crossfire.