Damara is bundled up on this cold, winter’s day.  She slides into the frigid Coronet and starts cranking it.  She has to crank it for a minute or so before it’ll actually stay running.  Once it’s idling ok, she takes off through town.  She does some flooring here and there as we get to watch her work the pedals in her tan sweater boots and grips the steering wheel with her leather clad hands.