Here’s another entry from the vanity plate collection:
It was on a vehicle that you’d generally
associate with testosterone, although I did not see the occupant(s):
No indication of the aircraft of choice, and no way to tell if the 80 is year of birth, or of active flight status.
Still not as good as one I saw once in the
parking lot of Star of the Sea Church in Virginia Beach. That one was SPY NAVY,
and the driver turned out to be a rather dishy guy with a gorgeous tenor voice.
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