Spouse and I are getting off the highway on a downhill ramp. Stopped at the light that just turned red. She says "What is that, a Vette?" Nope, too low in the front, but I couldn't place it at that angle. The guy notices us checking out the car so he blips and squirts the thing through the light.
It took off, it didn't rock, yaw, burn out or bounce, it just moooooved. A Nissan NSX. I like it.
When she heard the exhaust note, Trish smiles and said "Nope, no male menapause Corvette!"
...and she can cook.

