Best Ride Of My Life

On a Saturday evening, I rode to the store with Dad and Mother. After shopping for a few groceries Mother got in the back seat and Dad got into the passengers side, Dad said "get behind the wheel." I had driven our old car out at the deer lease but not Dad's new wagon. Dad said "take us home". Those three city blocks were the best ride of my life, until I misjudged the drive and ran over the shrub by the driveway. That was okay though, unknown to me was that Dad was going to have me dig that shrub up the following Saturday and my Ford and my driving skills saved me some hard work.