That’s what the parking lot guy said about the Lincoln XKZ, which, oddly, I was driving to the Farmhouse in Bedford. INnredibly, two other people had earlier signalled their approval of my wheels–that’s three in one day! These were the fruits of a promotion I got by being a reader of The New Yorker. The car is very nice, sleek, stylish, and very high tech. Too good for me! Tomorrow I will be back in Dad’s Buick, right where I belong.
