Slow, steady, and with an eye for random adventure.
I am rarely disappointed. Something unexpected always grabs my attention, and I'm generally compelled to check it out.
Here's yesterday's haul: what's left of a once proud 1967 Camaro. The hulk catches its breath on a collector's trailer, ready for a ground-up resto, and oh, what a story I'd bet these hot wheels could tell.
For me, I'm satisfied with the colors and contrasts, and the memory of a Camaro which I almost bought in Denver way back when I was a young officer assigned to Lowry Air Force Base.