I live in a small town in the southwest corner of New Hampshire. It'* literally one of those "don't blink or you'll miss it" type of towns with average people who mostly drive average cars.

So last night I went to Kulicks grocery store to get a gallon of milk and stuff and what did I see in the lot a almost new, if not new, Rolls Royce. It was classy. Powder blue metallic with a white or cream color interior.

Now just for fun, I start sizing up the people in the store who could belong to this high dollar, classy, piece of machinery. I noticed two young guys, probably in their mid to late 20s, kinda preppy looking, with some not too flashy gold jewelry on and I figure that'* a fit.

So I head out of the store with my stuff. I parked the Bonne in the next row over and like any car guy I tend to park on the end of a row, pretty far away from the store so little granny Goodbar doesn't discard her cart into my door, fender, or anything else. So I discretely checked out the Rolls coming in and going out of the store. Coming out of the store I see something parked next to the Rolls. I get a little closer and see there'* a 8+ year old Toyota Paseo, three tone black, blue and primer paint job with the ricer wing on the back that looks like it'* securely attached with staples, the stupid fiberglass nose that'* on anyway but straight in primer, and, of course it has the never popular fart can on the end of the tail pipe.

I just had to laugh. The ricer is trying to improve the value of his car by parking next to a Rolls Royce.... Too funny.

Silly ricers. I can picture the car as you described it. Too funny. Love the multi colored paint look with primer.