So the towing rig rolled into our home base just after dark on Tuesday, the 23rd of October.  Heather needed to run straight out, because she had a program at the library that night, so I had to be content with sipping on a beer and standing at the front door staring at the car on the dolly.

The girls climbed in and had some fun blowing the horn.  They really love doing that.

After Heather got home, I tried very unsuccessfully to push the car off of the dolly with Heather behind the wheel to apply skillful and timely braking when needed.  Peter, our next door neighbor, just happened to be outside and asked if I needed help.  I sure did.  We couldn’t get the car over the hump, so his son Alex came out too.  He seemed to have been sleeping, so that made me feel very bad and very humble for good neighbors.

Well the three of us gave one good heave and it was off the dolly and down the driveway.

The first order of business for me was to blast the car with clean water and wash and wax.