An image that stuck

You could see it. You could smell it.

You could hear the engine pouring it through the open hood and rear.

It was clouds of old, broken down car emissions.

It stopped my dog and me in our tracks.

Poor guy. His car was giving him trouble.

If he only knew, though, how grateful I am for the perfect image of how real this global warming thing is.

I hope he fixes his car.

I hope we fix all of our cars.