When I owned my Ford Focus wagon (still remembered very fondly), I used to drive by a house that had the exact same year, model and color in their driveway. "Good taste," I'd think, as I tootled by. Then I got the Doomed Subaru (not remembered fondly - trying hard to forget it, Possibly when the loan is paid off next year...sigh). The Doppelganger Ford disappeared for a week to be replaced by...a silver/grey old model Subaru Forester. Not exactly the same, but enough like it to make my head swivel sharply when I drove by.
When the Subaru committed hari kari, I got the Hyundai Tuscan. With which I am very happy. Today, driving for my birthday foray into a yarn store, I found myself driving behind the exact same car - year, model, color. Any guesses as into which driveway it pulled? Yep. I swear I had goosebumps for the next ten miles.
I was tempted to pull in behind it and check to see if it was a manual transmission. But...what if it were?
Better to let those sleeping devil dogs lie....