Seventy-something and sunny and not too humid in Broad Ripple today after what seemed a week of solid overcast and rain, and so I dropped the top on the Zed Drei to run errands this morning.
At one point on my rounds I found myself sitting at an intersection next to a 911 Cabrio buttoned up like a Sherman during an artillery barrage, and I thought to myself "Y'know, I would be flat-out embarrassed to be seen driving with the top up on a day like today."
I mean, I have done so in the past for one reason or another, but I really did feel a little embarrassed by it, and I'd find myself making excuses to people for why the lid was up on the roadster... I have to go on the freeway. There's stuff in the passenger seat I don't want blowing around. Things like that.
I mean, there are starving children in India who have to drive hardtops. Show some appreciation for what you have: Lower your roof!