One might be wondering when the cars are. Well, friend, now! It’s the car time.
It’s a simple moment of automobility. A whisper on the breeze, a faint echo of induction noise, a hollow bark from a faraway exhaust.
The cars. They were. They will be? They are! Then, then, and now. It’s quite good and wonderful, I say, now, at this moment in time, the car time.