“Push? We’re going to push the car?”
It was a balmy day in the Pacific Northwest, so I had decided to take out our orange and black 1979 Triumph Spitfire. My 15-year-old daughter, Alex, was pleased with my choice, as the previous owner had put large speakers behind the seats, making it a perfect car by her standards.
After a morning spent shopping (I was surprised at just how many pairs of Citizen jeans and Juicy jackets fit in Read More