Instead of flirting with the flatlands of HotWinds, Miss Ellen wanted to go hill-jumping. All very well for HER, since I am the motor of this duet. But I'm pleased to say we rode up Mount Everest, obeying all traffic laws, including the stop signs at Sherpa Ridge, No-Air Pass, and Too Much Freaking Government.
Those people in Lexusii need to learn what Stop means. I'm sure they'll learn eventually. Hopefully my blood will not be involved in the lesson.
LOL, gang, we're all at home. Going to do it again tomorrow.
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