I was driving straight. He was turning left. Our eyes locked. My hands froze on the wheel. It was Wolverine. Same mutton chops. Same angular jaw. Hairy hands. Leather bomber. Penetrating gaze. I continued to stare. He looked away. A sound reached my ears. "Snikt!" Adamantium claws retracting. I shook my head clear as someone behind me honked his horn. The light had turned green. I had just seen Wolverine. Pretty effing cool for a......