Good morning, good evening, wherever you may be in the world or the universe, or at least in "The City." It is just past 5:30 a.m. and the current temperature is 54°, coincidentally the low that was forecast for this early morning. The temperature is expected to rise to the lower 70s today, tomorrow, and the day after that. By Tuesday, there is a 50% chance of showers. So with that in mind, I watered on Saturday morning.

Yesterday was the final day of Coast Guard Festival 2014™. Naturally, we had to go over to the barbershop to see the parade and I have some pictures to share Mary has some too, which she will share in future blogs. The weather was superb, the parade was great, and the fireworks later were spectacular. In short, what's not to like?

After walking Sugar the Weather Dog first thing, I came home to find Mary struggling with her deviled eggs. I would go so far as to say that they were giving her a devil of a time. It seems as though the eggs wouldn't get hard boiled. Once, twice, three times and then voila, they were done. With a quick mix of ingredients, she crafted the deviled eggs, transferred then to the serving tray, and we were off to the Grand Parade. The eggs quickly vanished at the gathering. We listened to Lew Russ serenade the crowd and then it was time for the parade. Many dignitaries, many floats, lots of local high school bands, the Coast Guard Pipe Band, and lots of handouts for the children. What's not to like? A few pictures right now seem in order.

Every parade needs a cow.

The Coast Guard Pipe Band.

Adam would say that all parades need Mustangs, so the Mustang club obliged. 

Just in case you didn't know.

Coast Guard dignitaries.

A great local pizza restaurant.

Other pictures have too many "small people" to include on my blog, sorry.

In sports, the boys in blue went back to their old ways, losing to the Dodgers 2 - 5. My beloved Red Sox fell to the Yankees, 4 - 6. The Tigers crushed the Rockies, 11 - 5. Unfortunately, the Caps fell to the Ft. Wayne Tin Caps, 0 - 6.

In other news, our neighbor got the wall torn down in the back forty. A little masonry repair, and a new fence, and he will have it all done. It already looks better. I think Mary took some pictures. Once home, it was time to have dinner and then fall asleep, at least for me. Mary got me up later so that I could view the culminating fireworks display. Eat your hearts out SoHa, but I think that these fireworks were probably better. Thousands, maybe tens of thousands,  flocked to our little city for the final day of the festival and then stayed for the fireworks extravaganza. When the fireworks were over, Mary and I retreated to our front porch to watch the exodus from our city. The people were wonderful, no horns were honked, and no problems occurred during the nearly one and one half hour mass exodus. We hope the people can make it again next year for the 2015 Coast Guard Festival™.

Today, a walk with Sugar the Weather Dog, who unsurprisingly spent some time in her hide-e-hole last night as the fireworks roared. Also some time to read the newspaper and play the girls. That's about it. The sun will be rising shortly at 6:35 a.m. and setting later at 9:01 p.m. Mary has to get to work on her latest project and I have to finish my last bowlful of Kellogg's Cornflakes™. The Kellogg company has a Michigan heritage. Ciao.

Good morning GH. It is fast approaching 6:15 a.m. in "The City." The current temperature during this last day of Coast Guard Festival™ 2014, is 59­° as we head towards an overnight low of 56°, Weather forecasts call for a rebound into the lower 70s for the start of the annual Coast Guard Festival™ parade, which steps off around 11:00 a.m. For a city of about 11,000 in population much of the year, the festival will have drawn several hundred thousand people to our fair city over the course of the 10 day festival. The people come for the carnival, the food, the finally sunny and warm weather, and of course this morning's parade and tonight's culminating fireworks display. Mixed into all of that, there has been some outstanding entertainment in the many venues that our city has to offer. We also have the craft fair in Central Park. I'll let Mary describe that.

Suffice it to say that Sugar the Weather Dog will be in her Thundershirt™ and hiding in one of her hide-e-holes tonight by the time the fireworks begin. Mary and I will watch part of the show from Washington Ave, and then head for our front porch to watch the real entertainment, the thousands of people trying to leave GH afterwards.

Speaking of the intrepid weather dog, we learned yesterday that she isn't fond of bagpipe music. While Mary and I like the sound, it must be excruciating to Sugar's ears. When we went for a walk yesterday morning and detoured past the municipal building, we heard the sound of the Coast Guard bagpipe band. Sugar reacted like they were setting off fireworks when Mary ran home to get her camera while the band was taking a break. Before Mary returned, the band started up again, and Sugar was pulling for home. Once Mary returned and we got closer, the band stopped again, and Sugar was okay. When the band began anew, all bets were off and Sugar was once again pulling in any direction that led away from that awful sound. She was quick about her business and we let her get home. Who knew?

In other news, we walked over to get some things printed at the local stationary big-box store and then to the big-box hardware and building materials store to get some things. With the exception of crossing Beacon, (Rte. 31), the trip was uneventful. Tonight I wouldn't try to cross that way again. Tomorrow, all will be quiet once more. Later in the day we walked downtown, stopped at the bakery, and then had dinner at the favorite watering hole, a busy, busy place. Finally off to the Post to see Sally et al. A few adult beverages, some good conversation, and it was time to get homeward bound.

I fell asleep in my chair downstairs and Mary woke me to offer a light snack she had procured. It wasn't long before she and I went upstairs. Mary decided to watch a movie and I decided it was time for bed. No trains last night nor this morning, just the sound of the street sweeper clearing the debris from yesterday. The sun is on the rise as I can now see the clean streets out the Weather Window.

In sports, the boys in blue are on a roll, defeating the Dodgers, 8 - 2. My beloved Red Sox marshaled their forces to defeat the Yankees, 4 - 3. No matter where the Red Sox are in the standings, beating the Yankees is always a good feeling. The Tigers found an easy nemesis in the Rockies, as they beat them, 4 - 2. Finally the Caps rolled over the Ft. Wayne Tin Caps, 5 -2. All in all, a good day in baseball.

For today, the sun will be rising at 6:35, about 20 minutes from now. Mary will make the deviled eggs that she had planned to do yesterday, I'll walk Sugar, and then return to water the balance of the gardens on the palatial estate. We'll journey over to the barber shop to watch the parade and then and then home for some R & R., reading the newspaper, reading in general, and playing the girls. Once Old Sol sets at 9:04 p.m., the Musical Fountain will follow around 10:00 p.m. with a special pre-fireworks display and then the action begins. As I noted earlier, we'll be home before the show is completely over.

That looks like a pretty full day for us. I'll have to stop in the kitchen to watch Mary boiling eggs and making deviled eggs after I am done watering. I also have to install a new seat on the toilet. I guess they don't last forever. Ciao.

Good morning GH. It is just past 6:30 a.m. in "The City" and that is obviously later, or earlier, than I usually sit down at the keyboard. I was out late last night to attend a concert by a Beatles™ tribute band called Toppermost at the waterfront stadium. I'll tell you more you about that later, along with a few pictures. Currently our temperature is 61°. Sunrise occurred at 6:33 a.m. Sunset will happen at 9:04 p.m., one forecast that is scientifically accurate. Today's high of 71° with sunny skies and a 10% or less chance of rain is pretty much forecast to continue through the Coast Guard Festival™ Grand Parade tomorrow and on into Sunday.

We know what that means don't we? In the category of Jack's daily activities, this is the appropriate question. Alex, what is watering the gardens on the palatial estate? Before I water, I'll stick my fingers into the soil to assess the moisture level, and then I may be able to put that activity off until Saturday. That will conflict with the parade activities, but I should be able to do both.

I slept so well last night/this morning, that I never heard the train go by in either direction. That's okay with me.

But let me get back to yesterday's activities. I did get in my final orthopedic appointment for my knees. That's done for another six to seven months. I'll have the doctor give my shoulder the requisite one year check at the same time I return for my next knee treatment. I skipped the P/T appointment due to circumstances beyond my control. While I was out, Mary went to the big-box everything store. I heard that the trip went well overall, except for some minor impediments. She is getting the lay of the store and parking lot more with each visit. Soon, she may be able to get out of there in less than one hour.

Later in the day, I transcribed a song I wanted to learn and played on Abaigael at the same time. Two days into her new home and she still sounds great. As the afternoon progressed, I read a bit from Profiles in Courage, by President John F. Kennedy, written first in 1955. Much of what I have read so far is eerily parallel to today's governmental activities. I'm hoping that the stories and essays that I haven't read in many years become more upbeat as the pages turn.

As the afternoon turned into evening, we sallied forth to the Post to see Sally and the fine people there. A pair of bratwurst sandwiches that included Cole slaw and French fries, accompanied by a few Red Solo™ cups filled with adult beverages, and Mary and I were fortified for the appearance by Toppermost. We did stroll the waterfront for a short time before that concert, but then it was time to settle into the waterfront stadium. What a great time. The band was loose and the concertgoers all had a great time dancing and singing along for nearly two non-stop hours of music. At the end of the blog, I'll add those pictures.

In sports, the boys in blue are moving on up, defeating the Rockies 3 - 1. My beloved Red Sox did not play, but they did trade another starting pitcher, this time to the Cardinals, following another member of their starting pitching staff to Oakland earlier. The Tigers fell 4 - 7 to that other team from Chicago. I am officially worried now. However, their general manager did complete a trade that sent the Tiger's starting center fielder, Austin Jackson to Tampa Bay for the Ray's ace, David Price. The Tiger's also had to give up promising left handed pitcher, Drew Smyly. The Caps defeated Lake County's Captains, 5 - 4.

Today, not much on tap other than walking with Sugar the Weather Dog and watching Mary prepare some deviled eggs for Saturday's parade gathering. I''ll also watch as my neighbor works to tear down a crumbling wall that separates his back yard from the palatial estate. I like to watch other people work. Because of the layout of both yards, it is a very labor intensive activity that won't allow for the use of power equipment. I guess that's what is meant by "Sweat Equity." That's about the extent of my activities for today. Now on to the pictures of last night's concert. Ciao.

A solid interpretation

This band is based in Michigan, near Detroit.

A pretty good John. I think he played and sang well.

This is their George. He was quite good.

This is why we have the Coat Guard Festival™

As darkness fell, the lights took over the effects on stage.

He sang like Paul, but played right handed. I don't think it made any difference. I hope they come back next year.. 

Good morning, good evening, wherever you may be. It is just past 4:30 a.m. in "The City." Our current temperature is as low as it will get tonight/today, 60°. When the sun rises at 6:33 a.m., we are supposed to see partly cloudy skies and a high temperature of 70°, with no precipitation. Friday and Saturday. the temperatures will be about the same, but the chance of T-storms is forecast to  be 40% and 30% respectively. Wednesday, the afternoon showers were specifically forecast to be at 40% at 2:00 p.m. Did it rain? you ask. Zip, zero, nada, as usual. So what the forecast means for later this week is that I'll be watering on Friday.

Wednesday, we walked to the farmer's market after lazing about for most of the morning. Mary made her famous Swiss cheese and sauerkraut sandwiches for brunch, which I enjoyed, as always. Once we got back from the farmer's market, I watered, weeded, carried out the trash and recycling, and harvested in the garden, Mary's blog will have pictures of the harvest and of our evening activities in the next few days.

Once I was indoors, I washed and stored the lettuce I harvested yesterday. Next, I sauteed some kale in olive oil and garlic. I harvested the kale a few days ago. We had it for a dinner salad bar that Mary prepared, but in the opinion of the chief cook and bottle washer, I didn't saute it long enough. I have to agree. While it retained the best qualities of kale, it was a bit chewy. Oh well, next time will be better. However, given the modest harvest that w get from that land intensive crop, I may switch to a crop with a better yield next year. Farming can be a hit and miss proposition around here.

I mentioned in my previous blog that I was considering an addition to our musical family. Mary encouraged me to go around the corner to the guitar store yesterday afternoon and see what they had to offer. Suffice it to say that I did not come home empty handed. I met Abaigael, Abby for short, and she came home with Mary and I. Now Bridget has a new, temporary home, at the store from which she was originally adopted. I know she will make some other player happy in the not too distant future. Abby is an Alvarez, When she came to live at our house was already 36 years old. That means she is mellow in sound and timbre. Since I mentioned Abaigael, I'll include her picture right here.

Sorry about that sideways view. Someday I may figure out how to rotate theses pictures.

In sports, the boys in blue fell to the Rockies, 4 - 6. My beloved Red Sox are still in free fall, losing to the Blue Jays, 1 - 6. However, the Tigers seem to have found their bats once again, as they defeated that other team from Chicago, 7 - 2. The Caps fell to Lake County, 2 - 3.

I watched the northbound run of the train go by about 50 minutes ago. Two locomotives, seven covered hopper cars, and three of those dreaded black tank cars, bringing up the rear. I never heard the southbound run.

Today, more walking with Sugar the Weather Dog, more playing with Abaigael and the other girls, and orthopedic and P/T appointments in the afternoon. This will be the last treatment for my knees. Then seven months of relatively pain free activity. I have to be sure to ask the doctor about the pain that I am sometimes feeling in my surgically repaired shoulder. It may just be that the feeling is returning, but it can't hurt to ask. No pun intended.

I/we have plans to go to the Waterfront Stadium to see a Beatles tribute band tonight, but I had those same plans last year and ended up staying at the Post and visiting with Sally. Who knows what might happen this year. We have been out and about for two late nights running, and for me, that's a lot of running. The sun will set at 9:06 p.m., and then the day will be done. Ciao.

Good morning, good evening, wherever you may be. It is nearing 4:00 a.m. in "The City." Our current temperature of 57°, corresponds with the overnight low forecast for today. As for the predicted precipitation, as I noted in my previous blog, like most of the forecasts for our area, the rain never came to pass. While it rained on the other side of the "Big Lake", it never rained here. That means that I'll have to water today. Sugar was elated by that lack of storms.

Speaking of Sugar the Weather Dog, she and Mary walked over to the local garden center/dog supply store, to pick up a fresh supply of biscuit treats. Apparently, with the exception of Sugar being still full of energy as they approached home on their return trip, everything went well. I was at my P/T appointment, so they had to go on their own.

When I got home, I took time to mow the back forty of the palatial estate and pull some weeds that I missed the other day. I rode my bike to my appointment, and I wish that I could say that my baking yak felt great now. Last evening I spent too many minutes on Washington Ave., listening to the the band at Coast Guard Festival™ Street Dance. The band, The Gents, was formed 40 years ago at the Coast Guard Academy when it's member were there together. Don't forget to visit Mary's blog at http://marygoeswalking.blogspot.com/ for those pictures I mentioned in a recent blog.

Once The Gents graduated from the academy, they followed their orders, pursued their separate career paths, and drifted apart. It seems that at a reunion a few years ago, they decided to reconnect and reform the band. In spite of each member living in disparate areas of the U.S., they found time to rehearse and make music once again. They were a great addition to this year's festival and had everyone dancing in the street. What a great idea by the festival organizers. What a great band of retired "Coasties."

Other than mowing the lawns, I didn't do much yesterday. I touched the girls, but didn't really have time to play. Mary had a plan to go to the cook's supply store in Muskegon for a new vegetable peeler around 4:00 p.m. She also picked up a new lettuce storage bowl while we were there. While in North Muskegon, we spotted a sign near the exit ramp that a pub was at that exit. After we left the kitchen store, we decided to search for that pub. We missed it on our eastward trip and thought it had gone out of business.

As we traveled west to get back on Rte. 31, we noticed a small sign below the sign for a larger store. We still didn't see the pub until I looked down a side road and saw a small sign and the pub itself hidden in the woods. We stopped in, had our dinner, and then headed home. We may have to return to that kitchen store again. This was truly a case of a place being invisible to those who didn't know it was there.

In sports, the boys in blue were on TV when I got home from the Street Dance. The game was in the top of the sixth inning tied at three all when I tuned in. The outcome was ultimately decided in the bottom of the 16th, 4 - 3 in favor of the boys over the Rockies. I went to bed when the game went into extra innings. My beloved Red Sox fell 2 - 4 to the Blue Jays. I read an article that they have given up hope for this year and are ready to trade and restock players for "Next Year." That means that last year's championship season will be surrounded by two losing seasons. The Tigers too seem to be struggling. As the manager and the team as a whole struggle to find the answer, they are still in first place in their division. They need to find that answer soon. The Caps defeated the Lake County, OH Captains, 7 - 2.

I was up late enough watching the boys and I heard the southbound train pass through. I didn't get out of my chair to look, although it felt like a long heavy train. The northbound run is just passing now at 3:50 a.m. The regular pair of locomotives towing six covered hopper cars, three of those dreaded black tank cars, one lone box car and a single white tank car bringing up the rear. .

Once the sun rises at 6:31 this morning, I plan to stay in bed for a while. I've no need to get up until it is time to go to the weekly farmer;s market. Mary needs to get some eggs from one of the vendors for some deviled eggs she is planning to make for the parade party at the barber shop. Other than that, we have no needs at the market. It will allow Sugar the get her morning walk in while we gather some needed supplies.

That's about it for today. I need to do my exercises for by yak and then do some reading. The sun will set at 9:08 p.m. I'd like to get in some time with the girls if possible.

Speaking of the girls, I am toying with getting them a roommate. I need to find a way to justify that idea. Maybe I'll walk around the corner to the local guitar store just to see what he has. Just looking mind you. Ciao.

Good morning, good evening, wherever you may be. It is just past 1:00 a.m. in "The City," where our current temperature is a chilly 52° as we head go down to an overnight low of 52°. Today the weather will be turning worse than yesterday when Mary and I went downtown to see the arrival of the U.S. Coast Guard ships in the annual parade of ships. Mary will supply pictures of the ships in a future blog. It was windy and cool on the channel causing our plans to be altered to include our sweatshirts and an earlier than anticipated departure from the waterfront. It never got past the mid 60s, as the winds continued to blow out of the west in excess of 20 mph. Sugar the Weather Dog was safe at home, on "Her Couch."

As today changes to tonight, the expectation is for a 40% chance of T-storms starting at 1:00 p.m. and increasing to 50% by 4:00 p.m. until tapering off to 40% from then on. In fact, the forecast calls for a 40% chance of rain throughout the days of the festival. Here's hoping that the forecast is wrong, as usual. No matter, when the temperatures barely climb out of the 60s in the daytime and fall into the 50s at night, it tends to hold down the attendance at the carnival.

The channel and the "Big Lake" were very choppy and with large waves in excess of 10 feet on the "Big Lake", the ice-breaking tug boats/cutters Bristol Bay and Mobil Bay, come in early last night. That left the early afternoon show on Monday to the larger cutter, Hollyhock, and the smaller Great Lakes Environmental Research Laboratory ship R/V Laurenthian . They did not disappoint.

I just watched/heard the southbound run of the nightly train as it passed in the early a.m. hours. The regular duo of two EMD GP 38 locomotives under the hand of that horn happy engineer, was followed by 27 covered hopper cars, one lone box car, and six of those dreaded black tank cars.

There is a movement afoot by the U.S. Department of Transportation (DOT) to regulate the construction of newer oil carrying tank cars, and to restrict the movement of older cars through the cities and states. Trains with more than 20 of the older DOT 111 tank cars, those built before 2011, would be limited to speeds of less than 40 mph as they traversed urban areas. Some trains can be as long as 100 of those older cars, of which there are an estimated 80,000 still on the rails. The railroads/tank car companies would have until 2017 to retrofit or upgrade the older tankers. Newer/retrpfitted cars would be more resistant to rupturing in the unlikely event of a crash.

Otherwise om Monday, we picked up a loaf of bread on the way home and watched as the annual Coast Guard Festival™ carnival set up on Washington Ave. for tonight's scheduled 6:00 p.m. opening. Mary will also have a few pictures of that activity in a future blog. The throngs are arriving in GH daily to participate in the festival and here's hoping that the weather cooperates. Tonight the annual Street Dance is to be held, but the threat of T-storms and cool temperatures will likely deter some attendees.

Today, I have that P/T appointment at 11:30 a.m.. If there is no rain at 11:00 a.m., I'll ride my bicycle. If there is rain, I may walk or drive. I'd prefer to avoid driving, as the annual craziness that comes with the arrival of tourists unused to one-way streets and a lack of stop signs on the main in and out streets, creates confusion. The festival is a good showcase of all that GH has to offer, but it is a perilous time for driving.

Otherwise, I finished my latest pulp fiction book and now, I will move to non-fiction. I like to alternate genres, as I can read pulp fiction in a matter of hours, whereas non-fiction takes days to read and digest.

The sun will rise at 6:29 a.m. and set under a waxing crescent moon at 9:10 p.m. If the weather is cooperating, Mary and I may go to see the band called "The Gents" composed of USCG retirees, at the Street Dance tonight, just a few blocks from home. If not, TV is a good option. Ciao.

Good morning, good evening, wherever you may be. It is just past 3:30 a.m. in "The City." Our current temperature is 62° as we head down to the overnight low of 57°. Yesterday we had a threat of T-storms, but as Sugar the Weather Dog pointed out, there was nothing to it. Only once did she head for her hide-e-hole, and that was for a brief moment in time before her dinner hit the floor. So while our temperatures will remain in the upper 60° to lower 70° range, in the immediate future the threat of more T-storms will once again increase to between 30% and 40% Tuesday through Thursday.

Not ironically, those are the days when I have to travel to the doctor and the physical therapist, hopefully by bicycle, at the hospital. I suspect that that means that it probably won't rain here on the shores of the"Big Lake." That's one of the reasons that I watered the gardens on the palatial estate yesterday, because the forecasts are generally off target here. If we can just get a forecast for winter that does not include snow. or does, it doesn't seem to matter, who knows?

Yesterday was the annual Coast Guard Festival™ car show on Washington St. here on GH. Mary and I went to the show to see if any new entries came this year. In fact there were a few, but many of the old standbys were there too. I took some pictures for my collection and for the enjoyment of Adam.

Speaking of Adam, I heard that Adam got another car for around town so that he didn't have to drive his new Mustang all the time. That caused me to take pictures of some Mustangs and other cars for him while we were at the show. His new car has a name, supplied by Stephany, but I can't remember it right now. I saw a picture of said car and the color matches his Mustang. My comment in reply was something along the lines of, "Symmetry, catch it." At any rate, I'll put those pictures at the end like I always do.

In sports, the boys in blue have nearly imported their entire triple A team to the majors. It really is next year. On Sunday, the boys lost to the Cardinals, 0 - 1. So much for next year. My beloved Red Sox eked out a win over the Rays, 3 - 2. The Tigers, in spite of trading for a new relief pitcher, fell to the Angels once again, this time by a score of 1 - 2. The Caps once again beat the Kane County Cougars by a score of 2 - 1. See what I mean by, "So much for next year?"

Since I was outside to water the gardens here on the palatial estate, I decided to clean the furniture and the front veranda after I watered. I did something by dumb luck that saved some time. I washed the furniture while it was in situ on the veranda and then I washed the veranda afterwards. That saved carrying the furniture off the veranda and saved soap and water too. Mary always wondered why I carried the furniture around so much, and now I do too. While I was out, I raked some leaves and other lawn detritus to place into a waste bag. I also hung our Coast Guard flag in the eaves.

All the while, Mary was inside making lunch, which left her kitchen looking like she made macaroni and cheese. Lunch was a salad of my favorite lettuce, iceberg, and a potato salad that is a keeper. She also tried a new recipe for shredded carrots, but she admits that it is a work in progress. I suggested it needed more tartness. All I know for certain, is that the carrots will be reappearing for several days. I think the potato salad will do likewise.

I just watched the northbound run of the train rumble by. Two locomotives towing 37 covered hopper cars, eight of those dreaded black tank cars and two box cars intermingled in the empty sounding train. Those dreaded black tank cars are nearly invisible in the darkness outside the Weather Window. Speaking of Mary, which in a tangential way I was, she confirmed that her cryptic email the other morning regarding the black tank cars, was about the movie she was watching.

Today Mary and I plan to get more biscuits for Sugar and possible go down to the waterfront to see the annul arrival of the Coast Guard cutters and ice breaking tugs. If we time it right, we can get to a nearby restaurant before the crowds disperse and overwhelm the places we like. I'll take some pictures with my new camera while we are there. Once Sugar is sated on breakfast and her de rigueur biscuits, we can go about our business. I don't need anything else to do, other than to mow the lawns on the estate. I wonder where the summer is going?

So without further ado, here are those promised pictures. Ciao

A rearrangement of the girls as a direct result of the carpet cleaning

For Lisa and Dave

Look at all the wood they used in 1942. Hard to believe that this was allowed during the war.

This truck represents one of our local merchants, and is always at this show.

A Rat Rod with a tool box for an air cleaner housing. I like it. Oh, it's a tow truck too.

A nice example of a Pick-up roadster.

An older version of  a Mustang like Adam's. I don't know which has less under-hood room, this one or his. 

Same thought here.

Mary and I thought this truck was rad.

A nice roadster, this one with a Buick V8 engine instead of the usual Chevrolet V8.

Maybe a better picture of that truck

I took this as a message for Adam. Notice the license plate. 

A Lotus Super 7 from 1990

With the exception of the darker blue color, this car could have been the one I once owned. Identical in every other way.