Keith's day off today and he spent most of it sorting out the power steering on the Camaro. When we closed the shop, Giles came round to have a look and before we knew it, the gates were open (he had moved the other cars out the way first, luckily!) and Keith and Giles were roaring out onto the road - and I mean roaring. That engine is not one of your quiet, purring noiselessly types!
Not content with going to the end of the road and back - always assuming they had room to turn the car round up there - they decided to zoom off up the narrow, twisty road further on. Anyone having a gentle snooze in front of the telly would have had a rude awakening as this beast roared past their house.
Ten minutes later, they were back, delighted at the car's performance and thrilled with the drive. Only gradually did a few slightly worrying facts emerge - like the fact that, after a while, the power steering went and it took the two of them to steer the car back home!
I have suggested that next time, they make sure that the drive is a little less exciting - for the sake of my nerves, if nothing else. AND that I get a go!