I've been commuting off and on for over a year now and today was the first time someone pulled around me to comment on my rear light.

"I like your blinking light back there," she said rolling down the window of her slate blue Oldsmobuick.
"Thank you very much," I returned with a smile. There was an awkward silence as we waited for the traffic signal to turn green.

We parted ways.

Once again the Super Flash confirms its chick magnetism.