It was cool and raining. Daddy was taking a long time getting the car boosted. Mom, L and I were waiting outside the auction gates in another car for him to pull out. A huge car carrier came out and we watched as it swung left in front of the car and came very close to hitting us but it didn’t. The driver was a good driver. After twenty five minutes, Dad came out of the gate with a little blue car. It looked so beautiful. Then, Daddy called me out of the car to join him in the blue car.
I got in and started to dance in the seat with excitement. The engine was right behind me and it vibrated the seat like a massage. I laughed because it was funny. He set the instructions to take us home on his phone and off went. My dad put it in first gear and my tummy started feeling weird. Mom and L followed in the other car.
Some of the roads were straight and Dad floored it a few times exercising the little flat 6’s 245 ponies. It threw me back into the seat. It was so much fun until I saw a warning on the visor about the top of the seat flying off or so I thought. But it was just an airbag warning sticker.
It was a long way home. So I watched some videos on the ride. I looked out the window sometimes. We stopped to put gas and get something to eat and drink. The cup holder was discretely tucked away in the dashboard in front of me. It’s totally cool. The rain had stopped and the sun peeked out.
We hit the road again. As we continued down the road we saw a train come up on our right side. Dad down shifted and hit the gas. This little blue sports car took off. I was thrown back into the seat and my tummy back flipped again as we zoomed. We paced the train. If Mom was driving Voodoo (our truck), she wouldn’t have been able to keep up. Her and L. tried to keep up in their car. It was awesome.
We caught up to the front of the train (the finish line). Dad slowed and went back to a normal speed. Then, something awkward happened. Mom had to make an emergency stop on the side of the road. Teehee. Nothing to see here. 😉 After this brief stop, we got back on the road.
It started to rain again. We stopped for gas one last time. Shortly down the road the rain turned into wet snow. Then a while later, it turned into snow and stuck to all the trees along the way. It was pretty. We drove a long time until we made it to our drop point at my uncle’s house. It was a good ride even on the sports suspension. I had to get out of the car and back into the backseat of the other car my mom was driving and I did not like the smell.
We made it home and I was happy to play my video games again. The gentle tickle from the engine behind me was nice and it rumbled my bum. It was a memorable experience.
M: What else do you want to say?
J: I like riding shotgun.
M: I know you do. The smile on your face said so.
J: You’re not allowed to ride shotgun anymore, Mom. 🙂
M: You’re funny. It will happen.
J: No shotgun for Mom.
M: Don’t worry. I’m sure there’ll be plenty of shotgun-riding opportunities in your future.
J: Dibs on shotgun.
M: You’re hilarious. That’s it?
J: Yup.
By: J. and M. Mom did the typing because i was too slow. 😉