Simple Pleasures

My dear mother planned yet another Easter Sunday dinner for all her extended family in Alabama. My oldest daughter and her two children needed to hitch a ride to the event so my wife graciously offered to pick them up in our rice burner. That meant I got to take the MGB out again.

My folks live in Midtown so I get to drive across the causeway to get into Mobile. And it also means a trip through the Bankhead Tunnel.

Driving the MG with its hooligan exhaust through the tunnel is one of life's simple pleasures. As I coast down the incline on the entrance, the old MG is pretty quiet. On the uphill portion of the tunnel on the way out I blip the throttle and downshift to keep the revs in the torque band. I enjoy the higher-rev serenade with the exhaust note echoing off the tunnel walls.

A bit immature? You bet! I don't wanna grow up.