I'm so sad.
This morning was the second morning that I drove to the train station without my NBC's top down.
The first was Friday, which I thought might have been a temporary fluke. It was about 52 degrees... a little too chilly for even the heated seats to compensate for.
This morning it was 46 degrees. The afternoons are warm enough to get the top down, like when I am driving home, and the weekends too. But I have to start admitting that winter is coming, reluctantly like CC, and in the immortal words of Dwight Schrute: "[a] convertible is a ridiculous choice in this climate."
At least it's German with decent gas mileage.
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