Out the Window

Mater's car was being inspected by the family mechanic, a cousin. When the vehicle had been mended to the young fellow's professional satisfaction he climbed into his own car- a jazzy, sporty affair with black tinted windows.
Mater peered in as the mechanic-cousin lowered the glass and prepared to drive away.
"Tell me," said Mater, "can you see out of those windows?"
"I can," he replied, with a hint of confusion. He was uncertain as to whether the odd question was leading anywhere or, indeed, was even genuine.
Then off he sped with his dark windows, his sense of reality distorted ever so slightly.