Stopped to get groceries last night. I'm walking briskly back to my car and I notice the kart collector guy standing in the pouring rain staring at my car. I pop the trunk with my key so I can get my groceries in and the poor guy jumped out of his skin. He sees me and immediately starts gushing about how much he loves the Frs and that it's the spiritual successor to the Supra. (Not sure that I agree with him there) Chatted with him a bit more, and scooted off.
Neat little encounter!
