Look what The Captain came home from work in last Friday.
Wanting to take me for a ride. To lunch.
I had planned to work in the garden. Had my “workin’ in the garden” clothes on.
My work gloves in my hand.
And here he comes. “C’mon, babe, let’s go to lunch in style.”
Six speed, standard shift, sleek…….
Yep. A corvette.
We both drive trucks. Trucks that you get up into and down out of.
Totally the opposite of getting down into and up out of this car.
Riding with your hiney only inches from the ground.
You feel every pebble in the road.
It’s definitely a different kind of riding experience.
Especially with The Captain at the wheel. And the shifter, and the clutch, and the accelerator…….
Ya know what I mean?
And the exhaust…
You know the sound it makes when your shifting.
Waaaaa, waaaa, waaa.
Anyone who likes the sound of a standard shift, knows the sound I’m talking about.
Me…I LOVE to drive a standard shift sports car.
Love the sound of the exhaust as you push the clutch in and let it back out again.
It’s nice for an occasional lunch outing or a night on the town.
But I’ll stick with my truck for everyday driving.
It’s too hard to get in and out of. Too much worry about someone dinging the paint with a door or a shopping cart. Not enough room, being only a two seater.
The guy that owns this Vette needed a truck to do some hauling. So he and The Captain swapped vehicles for a day.
It was his idea for The Captain to take his wife out to lunch in style.
Such a sweetie he is. And his wife, too.
But, he is tall. Real tall. And how he folds himself up to get in and out of this thing everyday is beyond me.
And in case you are wondering, I have driven it a couple of times, when he first got it.
And I was in pure Heaven.
But not this time, I let The Captain relish in the thrill that comes with driving a sports car.
And Boo also got to experience his first ride in a souped up sports car.
I wonder if The Captain scarred him for life,
or whetted his appetite for fast cars and dual exhaust?