Well I finally did it this week. What has taken over a month to mentally prepare for has finally come to fruition. I drove the Red Dragon. This is my somewhat affectionate name for the van that has faithfully taken us from point A to many point B's this summer. What she lacks in beauty, she makes up for in faithfulness.
To be honest, I was afraid of her. She is big. She barrels down the highway like a 4 ton truck. She is a little shaky on her wheels. She sucks oil and refuses to open her front windows. Her behind is big. Her body is long. She has her own personality and personna.
Putting me at her helm is a little risky to say the least. But as Jay left for SE Oklahoma on Tuesday, someone had to get her from Redmond, Oregon to Myrtle Creek. That is 3+ hours of cruising. It was either Lexi or me. I stepped up.
As Jay walked away, my heart sank. I figured out that the seat wouldn't go forward. On top of all my hesitations, I was now forced to perch my 5'5" frame on the edge of the seat so that I can reach the pedals. Looking very much like a granny in her oversized car, I toodled my way to Myrtle Creek without mishap.
I believe the Dragon has been tamed and I am the victor!
1 comment:
i can just picture you driving that thing! wish i could have been there:)
miss you,
mena
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