Well, my son came to me this morning about lunch time with his fancy phone to show me a guardsman blue'04 40th anniversary Mustang GT. Leather, polished alloys, aftermarket headlights, etc, etc. Way better shape & 90,000 less miles or more. But down in Carol, OH in Fairfield county. About 20-30 miles south of Columbus. 3-4 hour ride. Got lost thanks to google maps being backwards yet again between rts 250, 162, 224, etc. Popped over a rise & a state trooper nailed us for speeding. But he did point us toward 71S finally. And he was coming out of a county road! WTF was he looking for out on those middle of the boonies roads? But wait, that's not it. We were on 71S going around Columbus when I handed him his phone because I couldn't do the finger slide, button slide button button thing to get bag to the google directions. He swerved toward the center wall at some 80mph. I yelled OH SHIIIII** at the same time he looked & yelled OH F***! He looped it to avoid the center wall, spun around 3 times, dropped it in second & pulled over on the center area thing. I was so proud that he apparently listened to my stories from racing, etc about looping it, turning a nose-out slide into a 4-wheel drift, etc. I was so proud I shook his hand when we stopped. So next weekend he could be driving that lil 40th anniversary addition home & ditching the 35th anniversary one. It wasn't a road trip, it was a friggin adventure. Just got back about half an hour ago. Got some vodka to go with my beer, needless to say. Even my son said y'all would get it, being guys rather than my wife's admonitions.