[April 22nd, 1938 @ 3:27 pm EDT]
A silver
Chevy Roadster cruises west along Highway 60 in Northeastern Kentucky.
Inside sit two men.
The man at the wheel is attired in a beige field shirt and khaki pants, while his traveling companion sports a stylish black suit. For all the contrast in color and formality, they look equally comfortable in their respective outfits. It's almost as if they belong in them.
They wear both wear fedoras: the driver's brown and the passenger's black.
And they both share an objective. Namely: the finest bourbon in the known multiverse.