I should tell you that Jeani teamed with her husband across the USA, she has a CDL. For the last 5 years they taught semi driving, and they tested drivers (upwards of 8 a day) for their CDLs, which means Jeani would have to ride shotgun. If the driver couldn't do it, she made him trade places and she'd drive the truck back to the lot!
On this trip while she was driving my Dodge Ram SXT that I nicknamed SeXyTruck (she only drove once, this was vacation after all!) she began searching for her cameras - her big one with extra lens and her cellphone.
Calvin: I'm not screaming!
John: I'm not scared!
After some "at the wheel" shenanigans, I teased Jeani. Jeani laughingly complained, "She's trying to take my driving permit."
Calvin piped up, "Hey, that's what that cop said, but look at me!"
LOL, yah, we know all about Calvin and his penchant for driving fast and getting speeding tickets.
"Don't drive near the 4-H fairgrounds with your little Capri, Mom." Hum, I wonder why......
So, at Tybee we get the key for our blue electric roomy golf cart with rear facing seat and back foot guard. What's it's purpose? To hold our drink cups! Well, some of the time. When the driver, Jeani, hits an especially high speed bump, John's water bottle shoots up in the air, comes back down in the grassy wet side ditch "I'm not getting it!" and my Diet Pepsi flies into the middle of the road on a little bridge and rolls and rolls and rolls spilling Pepsi as it goes, those drink cup holders don't do the job!
Calvin jumped out to save the day, held my Pepsi can high like a sceptre. Shoot, he failed to see another golf cart coming from behind him. We saw. Coming from in front was another vehicle, slowing, eyeballing our tomfoolery. They saw. I thought, "Poor Calvin in the middle."
"There's not gonna be much left of my Pepsi or him!"
When he came back to the golf cart, he said, "I definitely got air on that one! Whee! Yipee!"
We'd been warned by Tybee Golf Carts that this particular cart would jump forward when first starting up. Well, it did. Jeani was driving and it lurched.
"I've learned to put my foot up. This back guard is the brake," laughed John.
"I'm awake now!" That was Calvin who'd go to bed late gaming, and sleep in the next morning.
Jeani preferred to call the guys her back-up cameras, "Be-eep, be-eep, beep."
Calvin was the instigator of all this. The first day Jeani didn't want to drive the cart. When she finally did, she was very kosher, a polite by-the-book driver. Stopping precisely at stop signs, going daintily over speed bumps, and turning around only in driveways. The second day I dropped my jaw, she turned around in the middle of the road!!!
But I have to give Calvin credit. He taught her. If a man hole cover came in view, he ran over it. If there was a divot in the road he made sure the wheel closest to Jeani got the brunt. If there was a hump or a speed bump he approached with gusto.
Jeani picked up the keys hanging from the spot on the wall of our motel room, the little eager beaver said, "You want me to warm it up for you."
Such fun memories . Funny story.
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