Also, today I will begin keeping track of the wondrous items I spot on I-95 every day during my commute from Hell. Now that Otto is back from the hospital and his fender is fixed, surely he will be part of a game of highway ping-pong or pinball again soon.
Today I spy:
A banged up hood of a car in the left shoulder in Stamford. Thank you, Volkswagen gods, for not letting it be in the left lane.