> I think I've just got to realize that the commute isn't
>*real* driving; its just commuting. Real driving occurs at different times
>and places.
>
>There is a nice cafe just a few blocks from my house. Perhaps tonight me
>ane me beloved will motor on over...
>
Now you're getting there, Will. I picked up my B yesterday after it spent
a week in the shop (nothing big, they just had no time to get to it). I
thought, as I pulled up outside, "what a great-looking car!" Despite
yesterday's cold and no top, driving it home was a treat. Today, I came to
work on the surface streets, just to enjoy the drive. (Of course, that
means the commute took 15 minutes instead of 10).
Ain't no RX-7 ever gonna be the classic the B is. (Of course, I don't
think the B will ever be the classic the TD is, but I'm REALLY prejudiced
on that point).
It's going to be mid-80s and clear/partly cloudy this weekend. I'm certain
we'll have an important engagement somewhere that is a nice, long drive
from the house.
--Bill
Bill Singleton
'52 TD (soon to go under the knife)
'77 MGB (I needed an MG fix while waiting on the TD)
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