  After driving 30 minutes to work for 5 1/2 months, I have come to recognize a few cars on that drive. The timing has to really be on for me to get to see these folks, and we only cross paths a couple times a week. The first one I started to notice based on a license plate which reads "67A POO. " I'm guessing this is not a vanity plate. I'd love to say this plate resides on a Range Rover or a hideous Hummer, for extra laughs, but no, it's fixed to a Mercury Sable. How unlucky can you be...I wonder if when they first got the plate, they went along with it hoping no one would notice.
Come on! Poo?! I get a nice morning chuckle out of it, that's for sure. The other guy is quite mysterious in nature. He drives a shiny blue Beetle (a new one), and up until mid-December, the Beetle has a squiggly pride sticker fixed to the back right window. Then suddenly, one day, the sticker was missing. Luckily I can say with a great deal of certainty that it's the same car as I had memorized the plate number. This incident has led me to many mornings of wondering what happened...why remove the sticker? In my opinion, it made that car worth noticing.
Did he switch teams? Was he visiting his mother and had to remove it because she wouldn't approve? Did someone else take the liberty of removing it in an act of vandalism (or was it stuck on the inside?)? Perhaps I'll never know. I've been tempted to follow him to work, but who knows much further he has to drive than I do, and then I'd be really late to work.
Plus he might be a little freaked out. Or maybe he'd be like, "Hey Indiana (as I still have Indiana plates), I've been wondering what brought you to Massachusetts! " If some morning he were to pull over and get gas, I'd be tempted to pull over as well and strike up a conversation to get to the bottom of this. Should I ever crack this mystery, I'll let you folks know. 
