This ŠKODA Sport from 1949 is a 1100cc, 50 horsepower little brute, and I would have written more about it, but I’m writing this last night and I shit you not I came into my living room to find a confused looking dude just standing there.

I’m pantsless, also confused, taking a solid beat to process what the hell I’m looking at, and deciding if I need to leap to grab the Secret Hammer.

Luckily, he was just some college kid with the wrong address for a party, and all the cars parked on my lot may have made him think this was the place. He apologized sheepishly and left, so all is fine.

Still, such a weird feeling. Locking those doors now.