So, my old (1986) Jeep CJ couldn’t get through inspection, but Red, the new guy at Davis Auto Repair (Hey, Curtis!) said he could do it, and did. In spades. Amazing. As I drove out of the inspection station, elated at the idea that I could drive my Jeep legally again, I swore I’d do something nice for Red. After talking to him a bit, I did a tattoo design. Here it is:
Besides, he’s still got my Jeep doors.