Parts of the last few days have given me the urge to raise my hands over my head and whoop as I fly down the highway with the top down.
And, although I do have long hair appropriate for flying in the breeze, you will not find me engaging in such activity for a number of reasons:
- I am the designated driver and a big fan of at least one hand on the wheel.
- Putting the top down on my Hyundai Sonata can only be achieved by violent and permanent methods.
- It’s 97 freaking degrees today and humid beyond belief.
So, you will not see me out there. But, on the inside, I’ll be whooping it up in the wind. 😉
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*glitterconfetti*
yes!
WOOOOOHOOOOOOO!!!
Right there beside you. I’ve got the hair. Let’s rent the convertible and crank the AC while the top is down. How’s that for a plan?
Turn the AC up real high so the fan will blow your hair back inside the car!
\o/
All the windows down can create quite the wind tunnel. I’m whooping with ya!
Awesome. I can whoop too, and I would . . .