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So, I'm toodling along, headed for work; and I see up ahead of me, a navy, late square. So I start hoofin', and shiftin', and zipping in and out of the traffic, and finally catch up to my little blue target. There's this early 20's crusty at the wheel, with lots of pointy bits of metal poked through his face. He's wearing a ski-cap (this is Phoenix, people, it was 60 at AM drive today); and almost surprisingly, the car's all-stock. Looks like a beater (sadly, like DR). I try to signal the guy, but he just looks at me and sneers, and keeps on driving. *Other* drivers noticed tk that there were too rare old VW's on the road! Two different guys pointed and looked, but the driver couldn't have cared less. Ah, well. Maybe I'll come across that co-ed in the early Fasty again. James and DR. ------------------------------------------------------------------- List info at http://www.vwtype3.org/list or mailto:help@vwtype3.org