12 o'clock...3 and 9...EEEH!!!

Now, you guys will probably be perplexed, bewildered, and even a little envious when I tell you this, but I turned my gas cap into a compass, and so it always points north!!!

(...well, okay, at least I once dreamed I did that anyway)

Yep! Just like a good Single Malt Scotch, you might call me "an acquired taste" TOO.(among the many OTHER things you may care to call me, of course)