Following her in those cheeky daisy dukes to the Volvo to watch her get it fired up. She pops the hood to make sure it’s connected, gets the keys and gets in to crank it up. Did I say already that she’s wearing some really short shorts? Ok …just making sure.
With the driver door open, she gives the engine a whirl. She pumps, fiddles with the choke and spins it over again. After a few rounds, it sputters to life and so do the wasps. She revs the rough sounding engine while her and I both try swatting away the pests. I give her the camera to film while I perform some kung-fu moves to clear the air. One gets too close to her and she comes off the clutch and almost rear-ends the old Renault parked in front of it.
Whoops!