Cars and Custard

 The best thing about fun cars is sharing them with other people.  To that end, I wanted Allison and Madeline to drive the C4S as soon as possible!  And hey, who doesn't like ice cream?  Sounds like the perfect combination, sort of like cars and coffee, but with ice cream.  Cars and toffee?  No...Cars and Custard!

Custard incoming!

We like to go to Ritter's for frozen custard as a celebratory treat.  It's been a end-of-school staple for almost two decades now, which is crazy to think about.  So, even though the end of the school year is quickly approaching, why not pop out for a quick treat as an excuse to go for a drive?

While we could have all Grinched ourselves into the C4S, we decided to keep everyone comfortable and go in two cars.  Allison and I went in together in the C4S:

My beautiful wife!

while Madeline and Enzo followed behind in the Boxster.

Happy kiddos!

A gorgeous evening!

Allison was very prudent with the throttle as she drove along, mostly to set a good example for Madeline, who has driving tendencies that are similar to her father's.  Ahem.  Another reminder to sign her up for the Street Survival School.

As we rolled along, I was talking with Allison and marveling at our good fortune.  Like I've mentioned before, cars like this simply didn't exist when I was a kid.  I mean, they existed in the abstract sense.  They existed in magazines.  The existed in my imagination and my fantasies.  Rare was the encounter on a road trip.  And here we were, motoring along, with those happy kiddos behind us, on our way to get frozen custard.  It's a living dream!

It was a lovely evening, cool, crisp, and the custard was delicious.  We sat and chatted and enjoyed the company, custard, weather, and waning light.  As the light faded, it was time to head back home.

This time, Madeline was at the wheel and I rode with her:

Looking excited!

Motoring along happily!

As Madeline drove, I asked her about what it was like to drive, especially as she had just driven the Boxster.  She said, "This car is very, um, responsive."  She's exactly right!  I explained to her that the additional muscle/urgency/responsiveness she felt was because the car is turbocharged, and the twin turbos make a lot of torque.  The Boxster has a lovely, sonorous flat six whose sound and vigor crescendo as you wind the enge towards the redline.  on the other hand, the C4S just makes power everywhere.  The torque is there, and it feels pretty linear as the revs climb.

Of course, she didn't get to experience climbing revs, as I don't think she got much beyond 3,000 rpm.  She definitely liked driving it!

At a stoplight, I snagged a quick picture of Allison and Enzo:

Lovely spring evening!

And she snagged one of us:

Being a passenger is so fun!

The driving to and fro was brief, an appetizer-sized morsel that heightened anticipation of future drives.

Whenever we go somwhere, I typically drive.  I don't really like being a passenger.  I remember on the Chris Harris podcast, there was a mention that when you're a passenger, it's like you're letting someone else do what you like doing more than anything.  While I tend to agree with that, there are times when being a passenger is just so much fun.

Here's to many more drives, many more evenings, and miles of unimagined adventures!