We see this beauty on Tuesdays at CompRehab but never on Thursdays. Now I've come to look for it, parked in its usual space on the outermost edge, back end toward Miller.
I've mulled over who drives it countless times. A patient who prefers to walk the distance of the lot? A physician or therapist who is elsewhere Thursdays? I choose to think the car at some point bounced over the veldt or navigated an outback, its current owner at the wheel, but deep inside I know that's unlikely and a product of my own personal craving for adventure, for roaming; a summer spent mending has left me feeling quite restless.