A story in 420
I told Vern about the car. The motor was fast. He didn’t believe me. So we took it out for a ride. He was driving. I told him go up to 70. It was automatic with a push button shift, no stick. I said to drop it from drive to 2nd, then put his foot to the mat. It lifted the front end right off the road. It scared him so bad that he took his foot off the gas, brought the speed down to 35. He kept it there. We turned off the 401 at Thickson, took service road back home at 30. It scared Vern so bad. I didn’t say a word. Didn’t have to.