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I’m driving around with no license plates. California doesn’t issue temporary plates, but most of the states I’m driving through require them. The BMW folks would have given me a South Carolina temporary, but I figured California legal would be good enough. I’ve been pulled over three times so far, twice by park rangers and once by a local deputy sheriff. Each time they have looked me up, told me I really ought to have a plate, and let me go.

I’m sure my license plates are in my mailbox in San Diego by now. Fat lot of good that does me here.