Amazing. The universe has crossed somewhere. Seeing young missy in the car, as with the day ride in the past when she was much younger, she remains a twin of my Shandi. Same conduct, responses and mannerisms. Almost looks identical as well - facial structure, eyes, hair, smile.
Scary, but in a good way. I remember thinking back then, "What the hell is the Shandmeister doing on a motorcycle with that guy in Virginia?"
I'd rather be dragging a club than clubbing in drag.