A purple car with an octopus on it
The little octopus popped his head out from the rear trunk of the black Model T Ford, his tentacles spilling out onto the bumper. He had been hiding in there to keep cool during the hot summer day, but now his curiosity was getting the better of him. As the Ford rattled and chugged down the dusty country road, the octopus began to explore the back of the antique car. He stretched out a tentacle to turn the crank handle that opened the cloth top, letting fresh air blow over his purple head. Amused by the noises of the engine, he honked the rubber bulb horn with another tentacle, sending out beeps to the empty fields around them. Two tentacles reached for the spare tire, hugging it with their suction cups. Another tentacle brushed over the rear-view mirror, leaving smeary little prints on the glass. Feeling adventurous, the octopus climbed over the backseat, ready to discover what wonders awaited inside this fascinating horseless carriage. He hoped the driver wouldn't mind his curious stowaway.