“And as I was walking out, I heard a single clap. Followed by another. And another. Faster, now. I turned to see Josh, slowly rising to his feet, a proud, silent respect in his eye. As I continued for the door, slowly but surely, a chorus of hands crescendoed into whoops and hollers. The entire dealership, the mechanics, the salesMEN, the wives, all stood staring in reverence, the wives in lust, as I pushed through the double glass doors in slow motion and out into my carrier. The credits rolled. True story.”