I was sitting on an 8×10′ concrete slab during the seismic event yesterday. The concrete was moving, unsettling to have the frame of reference dance. The epicenter 29.5 miles from here. But happily, there were no injuries locally. Yellow jackets caused more pain than did the largest Virginia earthquake in a century. We are fortunate.
Good fortune is always temporary.
Near New Hope, Virginia.
My mom has given up driving, I am trying to sell her car.
Prospective buyers of this vehicle will probably not be attracted by an image that infers that the Passat is as fast as a freight train.
Low mileage vehicle (11663 miles this morning).
Make me an offer. More pictures.
“Woman” by Marlee Brewster Brockmann
Pedestrian, downtown Richmond, Thirteenth Street, in the surround of automobile infrastructure, multilevel parking decks on the right and left, Interstate 95 in the distance.