Calling all Whitewater Pearls
^A car I used to own several yrs ago... I had 20% and then put 5% on top...
At stop lights, I would literally stick out my tongue at people and make faces and they had no idea... If I stood (on broad day light) behind my door while it was open.. you couldn't tell what I was wearing, other than the lil' you saw from my shirt. At night, I would have to put my window down at times, to see where I was changing lanes in dark roads or backing up..... I never took chances.
I loved the days, I could look straight up at the sun and just see a lil' white dot (without a slight twitch of my bare eyes)...
That was wicked dark..... Of course, my whole car was black...
At stop lights, I would literally stick out my tongue at people and make faces and they had no idea... If I stood (on broad day light) behind my door while it was open.. you couldn't tell what I was wearing, other than the lil' you saw from my shirt. At night, I would have to put my window down at times, to see where I was changing lanes in dark roads or backing up..... I never took chances.
I loved the days, I could look straight up at the sun and just see a lil' white dot (without a slight twitch of my bare eyes)...
That was wicked dark..... Of course, my whole car was black...
^A car I used to own several yrs ago... I had 20% and then put 5% on top...
At stop lights, I would literally stick out my tongue at people and make faces and they had no idea... If I stood (on broad day light) behind my door while it was open.. you couldn't tell what I was wearing, other than the lil' you saw from my shirt. At night, I would have to put my window down at times, to see where I was changing lanes in dark roads or backing up..... I never took chances.
I loved the days, I could look straight up at the sun and just see a lil' white dot (without a slight twitch of my bare eyes)...
That was wicked dark..... Of course, my whole car was black...
At stop lights, I would literally stick out my tongue at people and make faces and they had no idea... If I stood (on broad day light) behind my door while it was open.. you couldn't tell what I was wearing, other than the lil' you saw from my shirt. At night, I would have to put my window down at times, to see where I was changing lanes in dark roads or backing up..... I never took chances.
I loved the days, I could look straight up at the sun and just see a lil' white dot (without a slight twitch of my bare eyes)...
That was wicked dark..... Of course, my whole car was black...



wait let me ask anthony.








