"Doesn't that sound awesome?" I asked. "I have a friend of mine do all the repairs, not that there are many needed often."
Her face lit up like it was Christmas morning. This girl loved cars and the growl of a finely tuned beast. "It sounds great. It's so nice to see an older car like this so well-maintained."
She buckled up and we went for a drive, her hair flowing freely behind her from the open window. I purposefully took it to a winding gravel road where I could show off some of my classic Dukes of Hazzard moves on the sharp turns, hills, and valleys. There were a couple of times when she'd braced herself from scooting over on the bench seat and we had both laughed and squealed with delight.
I found some quiet, paved roads where we could just drive and relax. We drove along in silen
