[dcarrb]

Saturday evening, I-575 north of Atlanta, a pickup I'd overtaken minutes before on I-75 passed me, and a woman in the back seat hung her arm out the window and waved for me to catch up. (Hmmm... what's this? My lonely heart skipped a beat.) As I did she motioned for me to roll down my window, yelled, "I just wanted to see how your window worked!" and gave me a thumbs-up sign.

Cool to be noticed, I suppose, but then, what a letdown.

dcb