Tuesday. Terror.

Tuesday I go get Dad's car. I've never driven it....what I do know is the guy who helped him rebuild it "advised" against the carburator he installed. The other one is at Dad's house. So I'm going to drive it 120 miles to my house on Tuesday.

And then it will be, officially....mine. And I haven't seen it since the last time I saw it with Dad at a car show before he passed. I am A) scared of how it will make me feel and B) Scared to drive it!

It will be ok, Dad's got my back....I have back up to follow me the whole way. But I'm freaked.

~Ang