Current Events: 8 pictures, added
Normal drive to work this morning, and then...

I pull off the freeway and pull up behind this beauty. At first I'm thinking, "what an ugly car". Then I see the hand print and my eyes flash to the turret mounted on top. WTF!

Now I'm obsessed

I'm desperately trying to get the stupid phone camera to focus so I get a decent pic of that turret. And I think to myself, "Nux is going to appear any second and scream WITNESS ME! as he jumps on my hood and spears me thru my unprotected p.o.s. Sentra windshield."

Stalked parking spot

I'm following this demon car as I drive my normal route to work and I start to worry that my talking pics of their car may piss them off. They speed up and leave me behind. But I see them turn into a business park not 1/8 mile from my work. I drive straight and then circle back hoping my luck holds. And walla!

I'm in awe

My head is shaking in disbelief as I snap photos grinning like an idiot at the shear audacity of this car's owner. I'm at once grateful and disappointed that the owner isn't in sight.

The details...

Grates over every glass surface. Gun barrel slots for maximum angles of attack or defense.

More details...

Obviously something significant happened in this owner's life to warrant the drastic change in profession indicated.

The glove box

This is where I realized it wasn't a Mad Max fantasy car. The utter utilitarian nature of the vehicle's interior cemented in my mind the dedication of this owner's preparedness to deal with Zombies! All of a sudden I was no longer afraid of getting caught. I wanted to be this owner's friend. No, I NEEDED them to be my friend. Self-preservation is a powerful motivation.

The crowning jewel

So, my plea is that this owner is on Internet and see's this post. Let's go to lunch sometime. My treat. Anything you want, Friend!


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