The Kids Are All Right
The student parking lot of my oldest son’s high school presents an interesting mix of vehicles: the expected hand-me-down Hondas and Toyotas, battle-fatigued Lumina Euros and Cutlass Cieras with terminal rust, two or three work-in-progress tuner cars, and the occasional New Beetle or 3-series Bimmer with the Daddy’s Little Princess accessory package.
