The family ride

Hubster bought this 1979 Camaro some time ago. His goal is to spruce it up as a race car and go racing baby.

He tinkers with it during his spare time and has done a great job of bartering for the parts he needs. Working on the car helps his stress level go down and I'm all for that. Ha Ha

He's been working on it for a while and has been telling us how fast it's going to be. He talks car lingo to me and I honestly have no clue what he's saying. I just hear the words fast car.

Yesterday evening, he tells the boys that we are going on a ride. To test the car out. I'm not sure about going for a ride, but AB comes in excited to tell me to get dressed that it's going to be a family ride. Woo Hoo!!

We all head outside and load up. It takes the car a while to warm up, but that's OK because Hubster is still tweaking some things.

Down the driveway we go, all of us with our seat belts on and ready for the fun family ride. All is good, then Hubster gets on the road and floors it. I grab onto his arm and yell at him to stop, UB is in the back seat holding on to the front seat telling Hubster to stop and AB is yelling. Hubster is laughing.

Now, just to clarify, I like fast. I like fast cars. But I also like to drive the fast car. I want to be in control. It's a little different when you are in the passenger seat.

He wasn't going fast, it just felt fast.

He then turns onto another road and is driving and then all of a sudden, he floors it again. I yell and grab his arm again, UB is yelling at him to stop and AB is just wanting out. Hubster is laughing.

We get to the end of the road and turn around. Then the car stops. In a secluded area.

Some country roads are dark and desolate, and this was one of them. I'm sitting there quietly laughing while Hubster gets out to see why the car won't turn back on. It's super dark, can't really see much and we are over a mile away from the house. AB is saying how he knew this was a bad idea and just wants to go home and UB is telling AB what if stories. You know, what if someone were to show up out of the tall grass. Those kind of stories.

Hubster finally gets the car started and off we head back home. AB is saying how he's ready to be back home and UB is actually having fun by this time. I'm just sitting there laughing.

We finally, I say finally because even though this all took place in about 15 minutes it seemed longer, arrive home. We all get out of the car. Hubster with a big grin talking about how he knows what's wrong with it and knows how he can fix it. Me, just glad to get home. UB actually saying he wants to go again. AB was actually a little shook up. So much so that when he was getting out of the car, his foot got caught in the seat belt and he fell.

We did tell Hubster that he was going alone on the next trial runs. We would gladly just cheer for him from the sidelines.

That was enough family fun in a fast car to last me a while.