by I saw a Caprice Classic with a rusted out body and smoke coming from its tailpipe today on I-10. On its back window, painted in that orange paint that teenage girls use to paint uplifting phrases on the car driven by a player from their high school sports team, when she/he goes to a tournament and does so much, or less, winning, were the words:
“Chernobyl 04-26-86 Never Forget”