Saturday morning revealed another beautiful day in North Texas. Rolled the car out of the driveway, to the "thumbs up" of a passing jogger. Gently eased out onto the freeway and discovered that Joe Pool lake isn't all that far from my house. After competing with H-D's for space on the road, met with other club members for a pleasant brunch.
The after-brunch cruise was apparently cancelled, due to an engine break. So my wife and I took a cruise on our own. Out through the rolling prairie west of Fort Worth, we visited Cresson, Granbury, Glen Rose, Cleburne, and Godley, and returned home under cover of darkness.
The weather was about as good as it gets in Texas. High around 80, partly cloudy, not TOO windy. Attracted some attention, but not too much.
Burned about a half-tank of gas in about 160 miles, and just generally enjoyed the experience.
The one drawback was a visit to my brother's, where his teenagers (and their friends) gathered around. The first declared how my black shifter knob was SO "old school". Then they started criticizing it being a "kit", and "only" having a 302, etc, etc.
Sizing-up the crowd, I began my diatribe on how nobody would drive a rice-burner with megaphone pipes and nitrous, if they knew how to build a real engine. The crowd quickly dispersed.
This is November?
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