Managed to get my wife’s dad to take a ride with me yesterday morning in the rain. We ran the twisties behind the house.
He’s just started driving again after an illness. Came down from Buffalo with his wife and stayed with us for a couple days. He told me that when he moved from Texas to Buffalo in 1972 he was driving a VW Beetle. I tried to get him behind Bridget’s wheel but he demurred.
Anyway. We’re stopped in this shot, waiting at the light after doing a mile or so of windy and wet road in third gear. He never let go of that handle for even a second.