The parking lots at The District in Tustin, and the streets that run through them, are just plain horrible. They’re bad enough, in fact, that the last time we were there*, it wasn’t clear at first that the reason traffic was moving so slowly was that it was working around a car accident.
As I slowly drove past the crashed Lexus, we both looked toward it…and burst out laughing.
I felt awful for it…but the license plate was DIMWIT1.
Bonus in-joke: Katie asked me where the other two were.
*June 13, for the record.
