010514 #bushmill #pigeon I should have, though, Pete says. Mel flicks the lever, and the wipers go schlup-schlup, and the windshield is streaked with glassine distortion. Everything's coming fast. Brake lights, gas stations, a little market, someone's turn signal ahead of us, everything begins to glow in carnival hues. Yeah. I should have gone to college. I would have had a great time.