Marys Cruise Ride

marys cruise rider

In the interest of safe driving, we asked our fans, friends and customers to share their driving stories with us and we share them with you from time to time. This story while amusing is definitely not what we consider safe driving or riding.  You be the judge.  Here’s Mary story:

I got a true story to tell you. After church one Sunday,  I went on a CRUISE RIDE with my baby girl. It was a beautiful sunny warm day, why not take a ride with my daughter. We’re in her convertible red mustang riding down the road when she announces we’ll meet up with the other cars.  I didn’t think too much about it because we were just going to be cruising.

We arrived at the meeting place not too far from church and only two cars were there.  We sit and wait. About ten minutes later I hear engines and cars start arriving one by one. Beautiful cars, in all colors, Challengers, Mustangs, a Cadillac (only one but it was fab), Chargers, a Honda, and BMW, just to name a few.

Finally, it’s time to go and my sweet baby girl says, Mom take pictures and video with my cell while we’re on the CRUISE RIDE.  I should have suspected something out of the ordinary, but I didn’t. (Silly me)  My baby girl put the top down, I get the cellphone, adjust my glasses and get ready to take pictures.

Next, we line up, as I try to take a picture my baby girl hit second gear so fast the cell flew out my hands and landed in the back seat. Yes, seriously the cell was trying to escape. My baby girl had the nerve to say “oh my.. . What the heck” (looking like I was incompetent of  holding a cellphone and taking a picture).

I get the cell and begin videotaping. What I should have done was got out when looking through the lens, I see a group of cruisers block the street and all the cars cruise through the stop sign. I am an up-to-date mom, I can hang or so I thought. I unbuckle my seat belt to take a few pictures of the cruisers and realize my lovely baby girl is in the middle of the cruise riders’ and everything was fine until they hit the highway – when they lost their minds! In the next three seconds, my baby girl turned into someone I didn’t know. I turned around just in time to see all four lanes of traffic are the cruise riders. OK, we are cruising right? Wrong!  We are going 80 miles an hour and the normal drivers were trying to get out of the way. Now, I am still videoing (I think or I was just frozen in place I don’t know which).  All I heard was muscle engines all around me. At one point that person who I thought was my baby girl hit triple digits. About twenty minutes later when the cruise riders stopped I notice we’re not at our destination. Oh,they had to stop to refuel. (Lead foot equals empty pockets).  The girl that turned into someone else was starting to look like my daughter again….But we are not there yet and her pretty face soon turned into someone I didn’t know again.  When the cruise ended, everyone hugged, laughed and talked as if this was just a day at the park.

Meanwhile, I’m shaking my head, smiling, trying to be the cool up-to-date Mom, but praying silently:

Lord, I fussed when I had to carry shoes, bags and outfits for dance classes… Please God bring back the bags, outfits and shoes, now I know I am not the up-to-date mom. AND

Baby girl the next time you offer me a special ride, please explain in my language what it really means.

In my day, “cruising” was driving slow and letting people look at your car and you smile as you pass them. Cruising now is muscle cars driving like a bat out of hell.

I’m still wondering why they call it CRUISE RIDE, felt more like Flying Ride to me!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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