That’s right, the wine bottle is supposed to be an “i.” (h/t DED)
Or, as it reads at anything less than full size, “Riding Through [something].”
I believe the imposter in question is the one who said, “Trust me, I’m a professional designer!”
Because “Where We Sit In Our Cars in a Post-Apocalyptic Traffic Jam” just doesn’t sound as good.
So it’s not about a serial killer who murders blondes and wears their scalps? (h/t L.)