Question:
Last weekend, a man in my building spent his entire Saturday re-painting his car with black shoe polish. It went from a faded silver blue Crown Victoria to a rusty black Crown Victoria.
Why?
What compels someone to do this? An artistic flare? A dearth of craft projects? Small town boredom? Or maybe it's something deadly. Covering up a hit and run. Hiding from Monk and his super observational powers. Maybe black shoe polish is the only thing that removes blood from steel.
Theories wanted.
2 comments:
there's a reward for a missing dull-black crown vic. The offer is 20 grand because there's actually a priceless diamond under the floor boards. Our neighbor is planning on cashing in, knowing nothing about the jewel, and then jumping town. However, upon receiving the vic and finding no diamond, the mob-boss owner assumes our neighbor stole it!
i could be persuaded to do it. i think that it takes a month of edginess, a realization that you can't afford to do the paint job that you wanted, and a recent crime in which the car was used for get-away purposes. Also he probably had a bottle of black shoe polish some salesman convinced him to buy that he has never used and he thought, "why not the car?"
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