You're walking through the grocery store's parking lot with a bag of food in your hand, when you see something shiny on the ground. You pick it up and put it on your finger. The day wasn't a total loss, you think. Then a car races by splashing you with mud. The car is a silver mercedes benz convertible, and you sigh admiring the $100K suped up version Kompressor car that is speeding away.
"I wish I could be driving that car..." you sigh wistfully.
Suddenly, your vision shifts. Instead of looking at disappearing tail lights, you're looking through glass at oncoming headlights. The grocery bag is gone, and you're seated holding a steering wheel. You slam on the breaks narrowly avoiding the truck you'd swerved in front of when your world shifted.
You pull over and look in the rear view mirror. You see yourself standing with and staring. A broken grocery bag lies at your feet. You never noticed who was driving the car, and tilt the mirror to see your new face. You are...