So, this is why I drive 5 hours to Kentucky. I’m trying not to get ahead of myself, but I’m already dreaming of the trip to the taxidermist. I’m thinking a Euro mount dipped in old school Mossy Oak. Hang it from the mirror of the el Camino like a boss. Or possibly have a broach made for the little lady-only to be worn on special occasions, like the Daytona 500.