ONE (1) CALENDAR YEAR — “1996” — SOLD AS EXPERIENCED

LISTEN. I am not going to be normal about this. I lived in this year. All twelve months, no skipping. The sky came in a shade of tan that has since been discontinued. The air smelled like a hot VCR and cut grass and somebody's dad's cologne two houses down. TWELVE OUT OF TWELVE MONTHS. I WAS THERE FOR ALL OF THEM.

Includes: one summer with a bad knee in it. One October where everyone agreed to be quiet about something. Approximately 340 evenings that started at 4:50pm and refused to end. A Tuesday I still think about.

CONDITION: honestly? incredible. slight fading around February. one (1) mysterious sticky spot near the fairgrounds. does NOT affect performance.