I'm pretty sure the valet was salivating when I pulled up in my sweet Honda Civic, almost new, sort of still clean from Saturday's run through the car wash. He probably wondered why it wasn't up on the auction block, since it's such a rare find. But I handed him some cash and went on in anyway with car freak hubby to ogle at some other pretty ponies, talk to some peeps and listen to the fast-talking auctioneer, blowing through the dollars as shiny wheels drove over the stage.
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