Somehow, the thought just would not come to me.
Looking at my car, something was calling me to put this on the plate, but I could not see what it was. As the weeks past, I was frustrated that I could not tell what the car was saying to me. It might have been totally obvious to some, but a person as dense as me, well....I just couldn't get the message.
The one day, it happened. I was cleaning the bugs out of his grill, I was knelt down polishing the big chrome badge...and
POW!!!!!
I finally realized what my car was telling me he wanted to distinguish his-self from the others.....
It all fit into place....