 
Today we all got to go for a ride in the Rambler. Agatha used his truck to pull
it out from under the trees and get it facing forward in the driveway.
Then he installed the car seat while I finished giving the baby
his lunch. The baby seemed excited -- sometimes we just sit in the Rambler
with him and talk about how cool it will be to drive it to the zoo or
some other fun place when it's fixed up.
And off we went, cruising around the neighborhood. It was still pretty
noisy, but a lot quieter than when we bought it a week ago. I couldn't
help but notice the floorboards got pretty hot. We took it through
the fast food drive-through and the guy at the window gave us a
funny look and just said, "Oh," in a disturbed voice like he'd seen
something he wasn't supposed to see.
Our quest for fast food forced us to brave a pretty steep hill, steeper
than the one the Rambler barely climbed when we took it home.
Agatha got a little run at it, but really didn't even need to. The
Rambler chugged all the way up at 35 MPH like a champ.
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