I have an orange Mustang. One of my favorite things about it is the uniqueness of it's color.
I've had it for four months and haven't seen another orange one until today. I went to a local pizza
shop and when I pulled up there was an orange mustang similar to mine parked in front. I drove past
it and turned on the side of the building and started backing into a spot when I noticed in my mirror
some dude inside jump out of his seat and run to the window with a panicked look on his face. He was
up against the glass trying to squint through the light. He looked at the back of my car and then ran
towards the door. When he got to the door he stopped in his tracks looked towards his car then back at
mine with a confused look. Then he came outside to talk to me. he said he just freaked out. He thought
someone jumped in his car and was moving it. He said he didn't know what the hell was going on. He
was trying to get a grasp on the situation and then he saw his car and he said he was still confused for a
second. I told him I saw him jump up and I knew he thought I had his car. I was laughing my ass off.
