It was a miserable rainy night in Southern California. The rain was coming down sideways, like a drunken US downhill skier at the Olympics. It seemed that the only way this night would get better is if President Bush and Rob Reiner announced their long hidden love for each other and a scheduled appearance on the Queer eye for the Straight Guy. But all of a sudden, like a greased lightning out of a dark sky an angel appeared... but I am getting a little to far ahead of myself...

We have arrived at our tormentor's place of business as promptly as the snarled LA traffic would let us. Shortly after entering the show room my lovely wife was presented with all the Mini manuals and booklets one could fit in the passenger foot well after they fly out of the glove box...



So like a Goldie Locks with a Beverly Hills die job and a freshly shorne sheep skin on her back she went in search of her Mini. This one is to light...



This one is to open...



"Patience, my pretty one", the Not-So-Goldie Locks heard a strange cackle. And so she waited...



But than, out of the dark night and the biting rain a knight with a slight case of acne and cheap shoes brought forth her metal stead...



And so she went into the night to ride her BRG/S MCS JCW stallion..



With a grin on her face and the sound of a sophisticated JCW exhaust in her heart...

 

Nice car, good story definately a new twist!

 

Woo hoooo, Jerry! Congrats to Teresa and her Angelina....BEAUTIFUL!!! Great silly write-up, too!

 

Love the color. Will we see it in Vegas??

Earl

 

Nice, South bay. You mini was sitting about 20 feet infront of where I found mine

Who was your MA?

 

Chris Yoseko. Nice kid, great service.

 

I wish. But other commitments have me up north that weekend. Otherwise it would've been a two car trip for us.

 

Great delivery story. That made me smile. And yay BRG/S!

 

That was the best story...what a lucky wife....and a great car...
Thanks for entertaining us so early in the am...
Enjoy...