sometimes an old car can still rev up a young girl's spirit. The young girl is my new neighbor. When I introduced myself to her, she told me her name is Shelby. I asked her if she knew there was once a car by that name, and she proudly told me she was named after those cars. I said I had one in my garage and she said “Oh, that’s nice.” I could tell she didn't believe me. I think she was expecting the lecherous old man to offer her a piece of candy. I told her I’d take her for a ride some day and she said “do you really have a Shelby?” Then I found out it was soon going to be her birthday, so I asked her if she'd like to have her picture taken in the car. My daughter-in-law is a photographer and she agreed to take some pictures for Shelby. These are a few of them she gave me to play with. She’s beautiful isn’t she? What do you mean which one, the car or the girl?