Yesterday my California license came in the mail, and it only took two and a half years to get around to doing it.
Tried to find the ID from when I was 16 and had spiky hair, but alas to no avail.
Funniest (Scariest?) thing I found when cleaning out the car. From the days when my Grandparents owned it ever so briefly.
And now off to get a bracket for the front plate. The story of last night- dead batteries, useless cops, an unknown ditz, and the gathering of half a dozen friends while waiting for AAA will have to wait for another time.