Something I posted on the SoCal Mk7 group that I thought some people on here might appreciate!
Missed Connection:
There is a chance you didn't even see me as I scooted between the others all jamming up the thoroughfare, but I saw you, sitting pretty in that left lane, stuck in traffic on the I-5 north.
But those scant few seconds that I saw you from behind were truly, without a doubt, something magical.
Me: Sexy little, matte white, Italian beauty, with shiny red rims.
You: The Golf R, in a shiny red dress, sparkling in the setting sun, with the plate "Ell's R."
I know it was such a brief meeting, but I believe it was an encounter destined to happen. Sadly, I didn't even get a chance to see your face, but I can only imagine it was as good looking as what I saw in the back.
The chance that you'll see this is incredibly slim. However, I will always hold out, with a faint glimmer of hope, that we'll meet again.
Yours forever, White Ducati.
(I don't commute in my GTI, screw that hour commute when I can do it in 35 on my bikes)