Took the money I collected on our street for the Heart & Stroke Foundation to there office on the north end of town. The roads where nice and dry after the last wet snowfall so naturally I took the M3
Had plans to stop by the Porsche dealership on the way home, changed my mind the good little fellow gave me a slap
then spoke to me saying "Not yet Rolf, you are still having too much fun with this M3"
So I stopped for doggie poop bags instead (was running low) naturally I took the long way home along the twisties on the outskirts of town.