My son(il) Greg, bought this car for me on his birthday. I had another one that he kept in his garage. I loved that car. Every time I would visit it, Greg would take me for a ride every day. I encouraged him to speed and he would always make me squeel with delight. He loved it too. He got to blame me because I encouraged him to speed.
On his birthday he called and told me he was going to sell my precious vette. My heart didn't sink – I knew he was going to buy me a new one. He called yesterday to say he got it up to tripple digits. That's ok son. April 21st I'm expecting a ride in my new Corvette.