On a more positive note.
I took my Cross Country out to the racetrack today. A Kart track in the desert. Had a nice time, but, on the way back, I let the car wander. Wander into the desert. A local 4 wheeling area (Must be a billion square miles or somethin) near our home in Grand Junction Colorado. The "Western Slope". We've got a lot of space out here, so the ETM failing is a concern when I'm out there, but, so the car went out off road into the dirt, but something was funny, the usual dirt road had a sweet spot. Manicured it seemed. No potholes (I been out here trying to get my old Chevy's 4WD to work before("Like a rock", right)). I was driving the usual 20 out here. Hmm, waved to the sheriff going the other way, wont be another one of those for a while, and started going 30, 40, 50... Wow, this road is cool!, It was tight, winding over little hills, and beautifully banked. I settled in at this speed. Kickin up some rooster tail, car is great, it wants to go faster. The curves are fantastic. The car mildly sliding, but, absolutely neutral, sliding gracefully. Jeez, I feel like swedish hero Ahaken Anapuken. WeeHHHHHHH. so I go for it. The auto tranny has become another transmission. Revs are up, the engine holding from 3500 to 4000 through most of the time. Now we're doing 70 on the fast straights, and I just am going every other speed through the corners, I didn't look. WEEEEEE!, and all of a sudden, the manicure ended. Oh #$%^&. BaBandg! Ok, so I didn't know it ended, got er slowed down and drove 15 for a minute. Turned around and really went for it this time!
Came home with a smile. Gonna take my friend Michael for a ride tomorrow at lunch!
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