Today I was at the supermarket loading my purchases into Beauty's
trunk, when a little, very elderly lady from the car parked next to
mine, approached me and asked, "Is that a new Imperial?" You could
have knocked me over with a feather. I was very impressed that she not
only recognized it as an Imperial but also seemed to appreciate the
car's condition and was very taken with the color. This experience was
so much more pleasing than the one I had with a women at a car show
several years back that said it was a "pretty Impala". Just wanted to
share this with y'all.