Who misses a BMW when it goes by (forget about the reflections if noticed)? But when it stops, pauses at a light, and when the sun is shining, it can become something else again - a mirror of moving shapes, a Fauve splash of colour to capture in camera; well, 'post-Fauve', one hundred years later! This for a poet I know who claims not to know one car from another....
MG and BB (Rinkly Rimes) 1950s Westbrooke, Margate, UK