She pulled the Belvedere up to the ramps, and started to load it, but Dale gave her the cutoff sign. "What did you do that for?" I asked him. "It's got water running out of the exhaust! Figured we'd just push it up the rest of the way", he shrugged. "Like hell! I said I would be thrilled if both of them would drive on the trailer under thier own power, and that's what is going to happen!" Dale jumped behind the wheel, fired it, and we got it positioned on the trailer behind the Valiant. "Why'd you lift?" I baited Rachael. "Saw the red, and it was making strange noises, wasn't happy at all" she surmised. So, after a week behind the wheel, my little girl was making good decisions and was able to give good feedback, that made me feel great, broken car or otherwise!
