Without the paint job.
And sound system.
BUT JUST LIKE THAT! (I was so gangsta’)
In the past there have been sporty little cars and behemoth SUV’s.
Of course, now there is a minivan that I ride in, but can’t drive.
Pete was at a store when he saw a woman in a wheelchair come out to her car.
The woman transferred because her legs were obviously affected.
With the wheelchair seated by the driver’s side door, Pete prepared to go help (cause he’s Pete).
What he’d thought was a luggage rack on top of her car moved over, lowered, strapped to the wheelchair, then lifted the chair to the roof of her car and secure it.
She drove away.
I have a goal of getting the double-vision to stop (it’s hugely improved) and if I can learn to type with the wrong hand then car controls will be no big deal.
I’m going drive myself again.