Mr Scott is one of my longest and closest friends. We met as undergraduate engineering students back in 1993 when we both realized we were from not only the same country, but we were born in the same city. What are the chances of that in a campus of 20,000? But that’s not where the coincidences stop. No! After graduation, Mr Scott went away to work in a town 4 hours’ drive away, only to take up work with my company 18 months later. We’re also both young, single, make far too much money and, hence, we both love our toys. Mr Scott takes delivery of his new toy in August. This is when he returns from 11 weeks holiday in South America, including Costa Rica and Mexico. I don’t think he’s going to Cancún. He has too much class.
Mr Scott and I are both from England. It means we were born with two driving skills unique to our small island: from birth we’ve been able to parallel park and drive a stick shift. Neither of us have ever owned an automatic. We feel there’s something ungodly, not to mention uncoordinated, in not being able to use a manual gear shift. It’s really not-that-hard: clutch in, slam into the next gear, bring clutch up while mashing the accelerator to the floor. Easy! Mr Scott and I tend to treat speed limits as guidelines. The more remote the highway, the more hazy the guidelines.
As much as I like his new toy, and as much as I’m hanging out to take it for a spin (literally), I look at the Red Shark, parked in my garage, and I can’t part with my joy. It brings a smile to my face every time I jump into the heavily bolstered driver’s seat. And there’s NOTHING on earth like the scream from the engine as it hits 8.500 rpm…I never knew it was possible to have that much fun in the front seat of a car.
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The first new car I ever bought was a VW Golf. I really liked that car. But it got rear ended and was never the same. I am also envious of all the holidays you guys get. At my job I can earn 120 hours of paid time off per year, which is about 3 weeks. But I also have to use that time for sicks days as well.
Ahh, the good ole time bank. Take as much time off as you want, but if you burn it all, pray you don't get sick! That reminds me, I could do with a sick day this week. But I can do without the inquisition that would come with it.
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