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Speed Racer

Casey sent me one of those personality tests: What kind of car would you be? Teddy Bear took the test and she was a Ferrari 360 Modena. Casey was a Dodge Viper. (Sounds like a character in Kill Bill.) I was a Chevrolet Corvette--"You're a classic--powerful, athletic, and competitive. You're all about winning the race and getting the job done. While you have a practical every day side, you get wild when anyone pushes your pedal. You hate to lose, but you hardly ever do."

But then I went back and changed one answer--What tool would you be more comfortable wielding? Sledgehammer or scalpel? At first, I thought scalpel, but the more I thought about it, the more I said, hell no, give me that sledgehammer. Then I became a Ford Mustang~! Woohoo. My first car I owned was a 1965 Ford Mustang. "An American classic--fast, strong, bold. You're not snobby or pretentious, but you have what it takes to give anyone a run for their money. " That felt more right.

Let's be truthful though. If I were a car, I would be a jalopy. The seats are saggy, the headliner is falling down, badly in need of alignment, and the head lights are definitely in need of replacement.