I was driving home from work on the highway the other day when something caught my attention.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a green flash in the rearview mirror. One second it was there, the next it wasn’t.
I didn’t think much of it at first, until it happened again.
Green flash… then gone.
It sounds like I’m describing a close encounter of the third kind here, like I just drove home from Roswell, New Mexico.
Nope.
This was I-25 southbound just north of Denver, Colorado in broad daylight.
Once I was fully aware of this bizarre situation, it appeared to end… until the bright green figure pulled up next to me.
It was only for a short moment, then zooooooom, off into the distance weaving back and forth between traffic.
I was fortunate enough to look over just in time to catch a glimpse of this mythical creature in action.
It was a bright green Volkswagon Bug with an old woman behind the wheel. She had to of been 70 or 80 years old, with gray hair and the standard 10-2 grip on the steering wheel.
I immediately thought to myself, “Maybe it’s true what my they say…”
Men do not quit playing because they grow old; they grow old because they quit playing.
- Oliver Wendell Holmes
I know now that I will never let my age stop me from being a green flash.
Enjoy The Journey.
And that old woman went on to kill 16 people in a four car pile up when she sped through a red light at 70 mph…… An accident which could have been avoided if only someone would have stopped that reckless menace.
If only… if only.
From one green flash to another~have a great day, HD!!
Thanks Jill!
I’ll catch you out on the road tearing up some asphalt.
Just remember, click it or ticket.
P.S. please don’t run into me
Great post Steve – Love the quote. I’ll NEVER stop playing…..Muah hahahahahahahah!!
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Such a great maniacal laugh you have!
It’s good to know I won’t be alone when I need someone to act like an idiot with, thanks George.