I don't think I was this nervous when either of my kids were born... but then I hadn't done as much work for that event as I did on the Cobra. (I am sure someone will run with that one later, but back to the story...)
...anyway... The first drive was only up the the next cul-de-sac and back down the hill, but I could tell there was some potential under the hood. Listening for every sound and interpreting what it was
... was it a good sound or a bad sound
watch the gauges, watch the road, watch the gauges.... listen... temperature, pressure..check... now how's the car's temperature & pressure....
Then stop and check for leaks (it is British
).. a little
oil here, some water there, oops there's a bunch of water...
After getting beads welded on the cooling pipes so the hoses won't slip off and checking the
oil level, another test ride, farther this time... around the neighborhood... then out of the neighborhood... better get some gas...
The first trip to the Shell station took a while... fueling only took a few seconds, conversations took a while longer, but sure make you feel good
but nothing like the early evening run up Hwy 9... 74 degrees, 2500 rpm, my son in the passenger seat just grinning .... cruising and just now starting to enjoy the
good sounds!!!
With only 100 miles, I'm hooked. Is it real? oh, its real alright, real fun, real cool, real fast, real beautiful.... and real-ly worth the effort and commitment.
Let's get out and drive!!!!