View From the Bushes

Saturday was my wife's birthday -- she turned 28. How I wish that I was still only 28. I'm not sure if this made it into my blog, but near the beginning of last week my friend's H2 had some issues, and ended up needing to get its fuel pump replaced. So the dealership supplied him with a rental car; of course it had to be one befitting his station, so they gave him a Saab Turbo Convertible. Actually, he had to shell out a few extra bucks a day for the Saab, but it was worth it. In any case, I drove down with him on Saturday morning to pick it up, and mentioned that it was my wife's birthday, so he offered to let me borrow it that evening since we were going to dinner.

As it turned out, my wife's family ended up having a big get-together, and my wife's grandmother was making home-made lasagna, so she decided she wanted to eat out there. But I didn't want to waste my time with the Saab, so I drove it out there. Let me tell you, I'm not that big of a Saab fan. I would prefer a BMW or a Mercedes, but that was a sweet ride. I'm used to having a lot of power right off the line, and the Saab really didn't have much on the low end, but once you got above 20 miles an hour it had more power than I knew what to do with. I found myself up to 90 on the freeway entrance ramp before I'd even managed to actually merge onto the freeway.

To a certain extent, it worked out better to bring it to the family party. All of my wife's uncles were impressed (I even let one of them take it out for a spin). My wife's 15 and 18 year old cousins thought it was the greatest thing since Justin Timberlake broke up with Britney Spears, and my six-year old daughter thought that sitting in the back seat with her hair blowing everywhere was better than an amusement park ride, which is one thing the Saab has that the BMW and the Mercedes don't: a back seat. Of course, I'm sure that by the time I can afford one of these luxury sports cars I won't have to worry about finding space for the kids.

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Ross