Time for my own stream of consciousness story... with all due respect to @
Simpleviet for popularizing the form.
I had lunch with some friends today at Vesta in Redwood City and afterwards stopped by Massdrop's HQ in Palo Alto to pick up the Carsmo spoiler they so generously donated for our prize raffle party this upcoming Saturday. Hung out a bit and chatted with andysaurus at Massdrop about some of the offerings for our cars they are working on. I can't really say what some of them are yet but very cool stuff and I look forward to seeing more of their drops coming soon.
After that I had nothing really going on so I decided to head up into the hills via the nearby Oregon Expwy to Page Mill Rd. Traffic sucked donkey balls through Oregon but cleared up as I approached Page Mill. Up the hill I go, traffic was fairly light but I took it easy. There is several miles stretch near the top as you near Skyline that are all super gravelly due to repaving work. Once I got to Skyline it was smooth sailing and I headed north to Alice's. A brief stop at Alice's to pump a few gallons of gas at the pump there as I was running low. God that pump is slow, I stood there for about 5 minutes and got about 3 gallons in. That was enough to cover my planned route so I stopped it and called it good.
Firing up the engine I pull out of the Alice's lot and wait. A few cars had just passed by heading W on 84 towards the coast and I wanted to give them some time to get further down before I started my attack. It's a delicate game of balance and patience, you don't want to wait too long and then more traffic comes along and you have to reset your waiting period once again. But you go too soon and you find yourself catching up to the slower traffic ahead within a few turns and that's no good either. Dammit here comes a truck towing a trailer and a sedan following it. I wait a few more minutes and as I see another car approaching, I decide it's time to go. I pull out in front of it and head west on 84.
It's a familiar road to me, 84 to La Honda. One of the best and smoothest roads in the area. I drive it every few weeks. But something is not right today. I see orange pylons at the edges of the road, one after another. And then off on the shoulder of the road, I start seeing large trucks and other construction equipment. Almost before I can curse mentally in my mind, the sound of gravel and rocks starts clattering in my wheel wells and off the body of the BRZ. I slow down and start wondering why the hell all of a sudden all my favorite roads are all being repaved, making them virtually undriveable with all the loose gravel that fills the road. Page Mill. La Honda. Stage Rd. Mines Rd. Redwood Rd. Nothing gold can stay. I enter a kind of dark mood of despair and dismay. Summer is over, it's getting colder, it's getting darker. All my favorite roads have gone to shit. I should sell my car and buy a freakin Prius. Or a Nissan Leaf. Someone shoot me.
After a few more miles of this the road clears up and the gravel is gone. I pick up the pace and within a few turns have caught up to some very slow traffic. The truck with a trailer and right behind it an Acura sedan. We continue on in formation until we reach the small town of La Honda. The 2 vehicles kept on going so I pull off into the small La Honda country market to take a break and get a drink. It's a nice little market and they don't gouge you on a bottle of water or a snapple, just reasonable prices and friendly people. As I get out of the car one of the locals is circling my car on foot and admiring it. He asks me, "isn't this one of those new Scion G37s?"
I said "no, that is the twin to this car, this one is the Subaru Skyline GTR." Of course his next question was "how much HP?" "Not much", I replied, "just about 500 at the wheels -- it's not really about the power though, this is more of a handling car." He nodded in agreement, saying "it's a beautiful car, none of those exotics I always see on these roads can beat the value of this car". We exchange the knowing looks of mutually discriminating car connoisseurs and go our separate ways.
oops time to go to bed... to be continued...
