well, you guys are never going to believe what happened yesterday.

RIGHT after posting this..... (literally a couple minutes)

I jumped into my ride and headed out to get my hair did. I was holding a bottle of Snapple and trying to shift with the same hand, which turned out to be a shortlived venture and resulted in sloshing Mango Madness all over my shifter boot!? Fortunately, none got on my seats or carpet, but I had to pull into Chevron on the corner of Geary & Arguello to clean up the mess.

As I headed for the Chevron's driveway, guess what/who I saw pulling in before me.....Lil Miss Silver 350! I recognized her car from the chrome stock wheels, which I have yet to see on another Z. Anyways, I wanted to get out and see if she remembered me from our encounter the night before, but, sadly, cleaning the Snapple off my shifter boot was my primary concern.

I grabbed a couple paper towels from the nearest rack and proceeded to wipe down the mess in my car. Just as I was finishing up, my cell started ringing. It was my hair dresser, who was giving me a "courtesy reminder" that I was 30 minutes late for my appointment and basically wondering WTH I was doing! I apologized for my tardiness and told him I was on the way. He politely reminded me my appointment was for 2pm and said his schedule was full, so if I didn't get there soon, I'd have to reschedule my appt for Monday. Everyone knows it's not a good idea to **** off anyone that has sharp objects, especially hair dressers, so I assured mine that I would be there ASAP.

With no time to chat w/Miss 350, I strapped in and looked to turn my ride around to exit the driveway on the opposite side of the station. As I was pulling around a HUGE truck blocking my path, my eyes spotted the BRIGHTEST pair of green pants I had ever seen coming towards me! Yup, you guessed it....Miss 350's. Apparently she spotted my ride too and was coming to remind me about her kill on me last night. But, no, she was really cool again.

She greeted me with a "Nice car." I thanked her and asked if she was the one I ran into the night before. She nodded and said, "Yeah, we raced last night. You just took off," which was very kind, but, as reflected in my account of the encounter, not what actually happened. I just laughed and congratulated again on catching me sleeping and the beatdown. She giggled, and gave me another "Nice car" (it's really not that nice....I think that might be one of the few phrases she knows) I was going to ask for her name, but our brief convo went down while I was turning my ride around and trying to get out of the way of the ones waiting. (plain and simple, I guess my "game" is slipping)

Anyways, that was that. The encounter was not as "productive" as many of you guys would have liked (NO, didn't get any pics AGAIN, sorry), but I did notice that Miss 350 have vanity plates on her ride. Out of respect for her privacy, I won't post it, but it does have "350z" in it. Oh, and she's a redhead!

Btw, if you're on here, girl, "Nice ride!"