Collection: HW Dream Garage
Last night I dreamt I went to El Segundo again. Except my feet had reversed themselves, so that when I tried to walk, I could only move in waltz patterns. It was then that I fell backward into the bucket seat of this '67 Camaro®, which meant that I had suddenly shrunk to 1:64 my own height. But the car had a working engine, and I drove it at the vanguard of a legion of ladybugs, seeking revenge on the aphids that had invaded their garden.
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