Too many people driving like idiots, too many people who don't know how to signal, too many people just creating chaos for the rest of us, simply because they are running late.
Closest I came up with is a Monogram 39 Chevy. I could swear I had an AMT 37 but it's eluding me right now, must be the Dawn of the Squirrels again. I'll keep looking.
Past the third stop sign and make a right, continue for about a mile down the old dirt road until you see a rooster, next to the rooster is a pile of, well let’s just say we can’t talk about that, so move past that slowly as you want to tread lightly and not tangle with it and before too long you will come to a split in the road where you will take the rooster and put him on your back and climb the fourth tree which should give you a good view of Sunday in the rear view mirror.