"not until you're gone"
Perish the thought.
My wife agreed to every
expense when it came to
building Dottie. Not one
budget or time away from
her complaint.
When we finally got the
truck licensed and on the
road, she hit me up with the
"can I drive it?" question.
I didn't hesitate, and told her
yes.
Under my terms;
Wide open abandoned
airport runway. (nothing
to run into)
Trans in first gear.
She was happy with the
terms, and spent about an
hour behind the wheel,
just crawling along.
I think the rumble of the
440 made her a little
nervous.