We took the trip down there in Kurt’s 1970 Camaro. Lovely car. Made sounds that gave my bottom rattles and my kidney’s a good flushing. Gig went rather well. I drank far too much. So much so, that I couldn’t even face being in the Camaro on the way home. I was too hung over for a muscle car trip with the star of “skeem” No. for the trip back, I took the easy route of a ride in KG’s Polo. A vehicle far more befitting a man needing a good hooch.