Took my kid to grab a drink at the gas station after his soccer practice. Inside, opening the doors to the drinks we hear behind us, “Whose R8 is that?”
Two or three cars of 18-20 year olds were outside when we pulled up. Must have been hang out night at the gas station, because two or three more cars pulled up to meet them as we walked inside.
“I don’t know, but that’s what I was just wondering that.” Another guy says.
I look over at my kid and whisper “Whose R8 is that?!” His smile of pride walking out and hopping in with his dad is unbeatable.
