Despite the bumper sticker on the back of the Town Cow, I made a rare exception to my “no cell phone while driving” rule, thanks to the State of Kansas’s failure to include snapping cellphone pics in their distracted driving statute, and the fact that I was sitting at a stoplight with my foot on the brake. Furthermore, if the Sunflower State’s Finest did try to bust me, I was only about three feet from Missouri.*
Why did I feel compelled to compromise my safety-first attitude for this particular car? No, I don’t have a fetish for 1954 Fords, even though they’re cool cars. This car’s extra significance comes not from what it is, but rather from who’s behind the wheel. The ‘shopped license plate camouflage should provide the giveaway clue; this seafoam survivor belongs to none other than Hooniverse Hyper-Lounge Certified commenter Alff. I had just enjoyed a tasty Shrimp Po’Boy Combo in the company of both the Divine Mr. A and fellow Heartland Hoon Kiefmo.
Despite my efforts to obscure his plate, I am still going to blow his witness protection cover by showing you his dashing mug in an even more flagrant, underway-in-traffic side view of the car after the jump.