So I'm going home from work, on a nice, sunny Florida day. T-tops are open, wind in my face, engine purring, life is good.
Heading to the top of the Buckman Bridge in the hammer lane, doing about 75, I see PREY up ahead...in the form of a red, 1995 Mustang GT convertible, top up. I heads in that direction, wondering why he looks...familiar. Coming alongside the 'Stang, he kicks it a little, whereupon The Countess gives a brief, derogatory SNORT and, utilizing the 100+ horsepower advantage she posesses, proceeds to smoke-check her opponent handily.
As we scream away, Contessa's engine reaching its NASCAR-like battle cry, I remember where I've seen the 'Stang. A glance at its rapidly-receeding image in the rearview confirms it. It has a set of Naval Aviator wings on its front bumper.
I have just blown the doors off "The Red Rocket", the infamous, and beloved, mount of CAPT. Anderson, former C.O. of VP-30. My former boss.
Oh, well, it was The Countess' fourth kill. One more to make "ACE"...
OMG!!! ROTFLOL! You belong on the stage!!!!!! That's hilarious!! GO CONTESSA
Has said former C.O. seen "The Contessa" before, and know of her rider?