Somewhere in southern New Hampshire, there’s a driving instruction school run by someone with a wicked sense of humor.
A couple months ago, I noticed one of their cars out on the highway. It had a license plate that read “NOLICNS.”
Then, the other morning, I saw a second one. This one’s plate read “OGODYME.”
If it makes the teenagers driving around in them that much more self-conscious as they learn how to handle a car, all the better. In the meantime, thanks for the laughs.