Spying on Cars.

Black Nissan (or was it a Honda?) with sunroof. Window open, sunroof not. (Good for you, it's cloudy and 7pm.) Song: U2 - One. Loud enough to catch my attention, not loud enough to rattle my floor. (Can you do that with a U2 song?) Didn't catch a face, but he was wearing regular jeans (not dark indigo, not hipster tight). I could talk to him in a bar, sure.

Not so much country music these days. But a little more bass-heavy hip hop. And more motorcycles. Hmph.