So.
I work about 10 miles from my home, travelling in the opposite direction from the majority of commuting traffic. As such, since traffic is lighter, I'm able to drive a little more, uhm, aggressively than I would normally.
One of the things I do to try and set the tone for my day is open the sun-roof and windows, and play music at near ear-splitting levels. Of course, it has to be the right music. "Grateful Dead 2 from the vault", or "The Allman Brothers Band At The Fillmore East", etc. My route to work is through fairly rural areas, so I don't annoy others with my music. I hate that.
Since Emily ('02 MCS, Chili red w/ a Black hat) is as nimble and light on her feet as she is, we've started dancing in the streets. Weaving and juking in time to the music (within my lane of course).
Anyway, earlier this past week, as we were boogying and having a good ol' time, I looked in my rear-view mirror, and saw another MCS (Chili Red w/ a White hat) following in my foot-steps (tire-steps?). We danced together for about 2 miles or so.
Very cool.
About a mile down the road, as I signalled left to pull into the Dunkin' Donuts, I saw them pass and flash the "v" sign out the sun-roof.
No real point to this little tale, just thought I'd share this piece of minutiae.

 

Sounds like fun.