A 1965 Ford mustang...

Picture a 1965 302 Ford Mustang, a double digit speed we will not say, and me hanging on for dear life.... What is the missing element? The driver.

And, Phil was driving...everything makes sense now, right? We both came back alive - a tribute to my words of caution spoken just in time.

It really was not that bad, but for a minute, I thought it was going to be.

Mr. Gunset is a friend of mine who collects old cars. A few years ago, he invited me out to take pictures of his 1931 Chevy Plymouth (I hope I'm getting the year right on that), an old Chevy pickup, his corvette, a Mazda Miata and a 1939 Chevy Hard Top Model-A. A few weeks ago when Phil was here, we went out and spent the morning looking at cars, driving them around and visiting with Jerry and his granddaughter. I love cars and wanted Phil to see these and I also wanted him to meet someone that I really appreciate and who has done a lot for me and my family. Mr. Gunset and his wife are retiring soon and plan to spend a couple months traveling next year - knowing them, they will have a lot of adventures!