Cars of the Past

A source of never ending amusement for me is seeing some of the cars that students drive to school. 

We have plenty of multicolored cars in our parking lot, more than a few with darkened windows, mismatched rims, and stickers of all kinds. 

One thing they all seem to have is loud speakers.

Everyone loves, or at least romanticizes, their first car. In my case, a white 1977 Cutlass Supreme with shiny wheels, a red leather steering wheel, and crushed velvet interior. I blasted  Ozzy Osbourne and Metallica cassette tapes (yes, cassettes) in my friend Shawn's ear back and forth from Brockton High School for the better part of two years.

These days I listen to NPR and drive a Honda Accord.

Boooooring.