On rare occasions, if I am not carpooling, I would take my ’92 to work (parked underground with security). When it came to closing hours, I left work driving very slow in stop-and-go traffic (5PM); on the fast lane with my windows down. A yellow school bus comes passing by on the carpool lane, and I hear, “it’s the Batmobile!”, “F**king sweet dude!” I turned my head and looked to see who they were, and noticed from one of the rear windows, a female, Caucasian girl screaming, “Marry me baby.” I was a little shocked, and slightly embarrassed, but laughed it off and thought to myself...Best Day Ever. As I continued on the fast lane, and older gentleman in front of me looks out of his window and gives me the thumbs up.