When I’ve walked, I go home, snuggle up to my woman and read without reading, just listeining to the smattering on the roof, and watching the crackelations on the window, listing to the rain against the sill.
On my, -82 Collector Edition, hood the darker collor in the mittle (and other small areas), is made of an onglued plastic material and has crackelated from exposure to the sun.
