For Just a Moment

Looking at listings for Datsun 300ZX's on eBay the other day, I came across a 1989 model. In the vehicle description the owner warns that there is some body damage, but it is, after all, an 18 year old car, so it is to be expected. This is true for every model of the Datsun Z. They're made of really thin steel, which is what gives them their speed. The thin steel, though, is very susceptible to rusting and denting, and so you'll rarely find an absolutely perfect car. Regardless, the owner's math irked me for a moment, and for some reason I thought to myself, "No you idiot, the car isn't 18 years old, I'M 18."

I am, in fact, 20.

I don't particularly miss 18; it was a great year, but 19 and what few months of 20 I've enjoyed have been great as well, in many ways a lot better. Why would I think that? It certainly gave me pause for thought.