Since his view from the side window must've been hindered in some way, he repositioned himself to get a better look:
After seeing no signs of the Left from both vantage points, he reluctantly wandered over to me:
That's pretty much how it goes everytime we're left in a parking lot together somewhere. After a couple of minutes, he'll finally give up:
And for the record, my typing ability has not been forgotten nor compromised.
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