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Ridiculously long: that you'd even be there at the same time, let alone exiting like someone following his own shadow.What are the odds.

Ridiculously long: that you'd even be there at the same time, let alone exiting like someone following his own shadow.What are the odds.
Ridiculously long: that you'd even be there at the same time, let alone exiting like someone following his own shadow.![]()
And you were so surprised that you forgot to take any pics. I understand.I couldn’t see clearly into the other car but I am guessing that person was having a
“NO WAY!! ” moment as well
I didn’t realize I belonged to such an exclusive club!And you were so surprised that you forgot to take any pics. I understand.![]()
That's some kind of daily record for "wild" sightings. Not a normal occurrence, yet …I saw *4* Stingers in the wild today. This morning, someone in a ceramic GT/1/2 zoomed up next to me on 270 in Montgomery County MD near Gaithersburg, waved, and zoomed off. VA plate. I waived "deuces" back. On the way home, I saw white and black Stingers, and my first GTS sighting in the wild! I gotta say...poor Stinger sales isn't a thing in Northern Virginia!
Stinger enthusiasts do it. My hubby has a table and chair in the garage and he has a cuppa while cleaning his motorbike etc, I'll sit on the chair with my cuppa admiring my carThe funny thing is, even though I have owned one for almost 6 months, I am always thinking when i spot one, 'Wow what a nice car' and then I realize it is a Stinger. Go figure.
Amazing you didn't hit him over the head after that comment Flame.Stinger enthusiasts do it. My hubby has a table and chair in the garage and he has a cuppa while cleaning his motorbike etc, I'll sit on the chair with my cuppa admiring my carmy hubby made a statement the other day " if you looked after the house, like you look after your car, it would be spotless " ...hey, kids are always messing things up in the house, I can control what goes into my car
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Haha! I always park next to the cart corral—no door ding in over two decades. (knock on wood) My theory: anyone responsible enough to walk to the corral won't crash into my car. It's the "free range" carts you need to fear.Spotto at the local shops today . Seen this one a few months ago but jeez, he needs his Stinger cred revoked, effective immediately, he is not adhering to the golden rule of Stinger citizenship by " strategically parking ".
He has put his Stinger in "peril " ....right next to a " TROLLEY BAY "
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Spotto at the local shops today . Seen this one a few months ago but jeez, he needs his Stinger cred revoked, effective immediately, he is not adhering to the golden rule of Stinger citizenship by " strategically parking ".
He has put his Stinger in "peril " ....right next to a " TROLLEY BAY "![]()
His Stinger cred should be revoked for that stripe on the bonnet. Did you see if it co tinier over the roof and down the back? Would look even weirder with the gap for the sunroof.Spotto at the local shops today . Seen this one a few months ago but jeez, he needs his Stinger cred revoked, effective immediately, he is not adhering to the golden rule of Stinger citizenship by " strategically parking ".
He has put his Stinger in "peril " ....right next to a " TROLLEY BAY "
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Problem is the parents of those careless children often tell them to take the trolley and put it back, and I’ve seen plenty of them push it in the direction of the corral from a short distance away letting it run free only to miss and go down the side. Can’t trust anyone these days.Haha! I always park next to the cart corral—no door ding in over two decades. (knock on wood) My theory: anyone responsible enough to walk to the corral won't crash into my car. It's the "free range" carts you need to fear.
Maybe I think this because at my usual market, the aisles run north to south, the market at the north and McDonalds on the south. The handicapped slots get the spaces by the planters on the north. The McDonald's end is crowded with big SUVs hauling hordes of careless children who fling doors. So I pick my battle and park by the corral halfway between.
If I was going to criticize this owner, it would be for that pathetic stripe. (Sorry if it's one of you. To each his own.)