Mr. Green and I are acquainted, I believe. He lives somewhere in Maine, and has a greenish-blue Intermeccanica that was done well by experts.

i have high regard for his father, an SCCA man who was never quite recognized, and Mr. Green made a film about him.

Eric, I assure you my car is a reflection of me, not a busty Bond girl. Further, as Stan eloquently wrote, it is mine. It is fast, it is loud, and it will kill me if I’m careless. 

If we ever do actually do meet, kindly do not introduce yourself.

Yes, Cory, we do know each other.  I still have the drawings you did of your ride, etc., and remember all our phone conversations quite well.

 

I doubt our paths will ever cross in person, but that is hardly a reason to be so damn rude.

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