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Something crazy just happened. I won first place in the foreign car class today at the Memorial Day car show in Old Lyme, Connecticut.
The rest of the story: It's people's choice, so the awards are chosen by ballot. Because of a godawful downpour, there were only three cars in the class. Besides me, there was a very nice 1950 Citroen (which has won before) and a BMW 3.0 CSi. I got three votes. One of those was mine, another from a guy with an old Chevy pickup truck I spent the morning chatting to who also won his class--he was the only one in it. So somewhere along the way I picked up another vote.
Anyone that's seen my car knows that it's fairly nice, but not a class winner by far. I drive it every warm dry day, so the dirty engine, chips, dings, and scratches just aren't going to measure up against the guys that meticulously detail every square millimeter of the car. But those guys didn't show up today, and I came home with a trophy. I kind of feel guilty . . .
The rest of the story: It's people's choice, so the awards are chosen by ballot. Because of a godawful downpour, there were only three cars in the class. Besides me, there was a very nice 1950 Citroen (which has won before) and a BMW 3.0 CSi. I got three votes. One of those was mine, another from a guy with an old Chevy pickup truck I spent the morning chatting to who also won his class--he was the only one in it. So somewhere along the way I picked up another vote.
Anyone that's seen my car knows that it's fairly nice, but not a class winner by far. I drive it every warm dry day, so the dirty engine, chips, dings, and scratches just aren't going to measure up against the guys that meticulously detail every square millimeter of the car. But those guys didn't show up today, and I came home with a trophy. I kind of feel guilty . . .