And they flutter up and down the windshield, and the headlights

I did pretty well this weekend. Trimmed them close and sanded them smooth and painted a layer of clear polish over them so I wouldn't be tempted to make every worried thought manifest on them. I think it was when I noticed that I had driven 558 miles in 2 days in someone elses car that my left index finger flew to my lips and I sliced the nail with my teeth. I don't know why it was so unnerving, but it was.