B.O.U.R.Girl and I drove over to the north side this afternoon to inspect an S2000 that I spotted on craigslist.org. The owner represented it as her “baby”, and pampered, “near tears over parting with it” but it turns out that she is only a silent partner and that it’s really her brother’s car. The windshield has some kind of graphic logo spelled across the top. Translation. Little brother owns a tuner shop and sells nitrous and speed equipment… and I just have to ask: “…of course he never bolted anything on THIS one — right?” We walk away from the vehicle taking backward steps toward our car.