Out crusin'

Yesterday afternoon the sun came out and the shop doors opened and the time had come to take a test drive.

I smiled as I documented the speedometer registering at 2.8 miles.

It is amazing how many times I hopped in the Merc for a "quick" drive from the shop to the bungalow. .

and back.

The first stop was at the fuel station.

Normally. . .

I sit in my seat, minding my own business. .

but this time, I hopped out to  ..

document the first gas fill.

I recorded it of course. .

because fourteen years from now when the lil' farm hand wants to borrow Grampa's keys. .

we'll be telling him stories about how cheap gasoline was back in the day.  :)

We kept to the country roads.

We went home for supper in between.

I rushed to warm up some leftovers and. . .

when neither of us could stand it anymore. .

we took her out again.

I tried to load a video .. to no avail.

Maybe blogger will be in a more cooperative mood later and I'll give it another whirl.

All for now . . 

With love,