Last night towards the end of my shift, I got a text from a friend here in town. He asked me if I would like to take a small road-trip to Houghton today to pick up his car. I get to drive his car…
Yes, I got to drive a 1989 Chevy Camaro. I’ve never been big on cars really, but I was REALLY excited to get to drive this. After driving it (and punching the gas a few times down the highway to pass cars) I didn’t want to give the keys back.
A great side story is that we found out that the thing needed to be push started each time we turned it off. Imagine two people pushing a car to start it at a busy gas station…and you pretty much got the picture.
So if I sound a little tired tonight, know it was for a good cause.