Dear Mr. NASCAR,
       So that I never forget our romantic encounter I have decided to record it here forever.

It was a blustery autumn afternoon, we were both leaving Charlottetown when you approached me on the Hillsborough Bridge. It must have been love at first sight for you because you decided to ride my ass like I was Andy Dufresne in Shawshank Redemption. You are quite the passionate one! The least I could do was slow down to the speed limit so that you could get a better angle. No sooner had you mounted me you were trying to drive off in the inside lane, so I sped up....hoping of course that you would have the common courtesy to give me a reach around or in the very least a good bye kiss! But alas all I received was a goodbye waive before you were off to ride some other car, on some other road, on the very same autumn day....

Your SideCar Forever,
Abe


Secondary Rant

Dear Wendys,
      YOU FUCKED UP MY ORDER THREE DIFFERENT WAYS.

But I'll probably see you again anyways....