After experiencing blinking cursor syndrome in recent months, Stick Chick decided to gain some new perspective. “Get a hobby!” she thought.
She rummaged the closet locating an unopened counted cross stitch project with an oval frame. So, after completing her first-ever major artistic production, Stick Chick made a determination: Counted cross stitch projects.
She ventured into town, convinced she should look for ideas. As a child, she had once constructed a model of the lunar module which eventually took a header off the dresser, decisively ending her collection.
Until Stick Chick saw this car parked at the local Wally World, she had completely forgotten about the lunar module, probably a result of brain damage incurred in the process. Convinced she had seen a mirage, she approached for a closer look. “Is it a hallucination?” she wondered.
The fuzzy dice were the first clue that this vehicle required more than a passing glance.
“The effects of model glue must have triggered a flashback,” she thought.
Rubbing her eyes, she took a closer look.
“Yup, that’s a raccoon tail.”
“The only thing more mind-blowing on this jalopy would be a spoiler,” she considered.
50: A Figment of my Imagination 
I know the owner of this car. If it was summer, you could have also seen his pet cockatoo perched on the window of the open car door.
This simply proves that Stick Chick’s observations are based in reality despite what might seem impossible.