Mark this day - March 25, 2008. Spring time has officially arrived.
"Hey kiddo, help me get this top off - won't take but a minute." I yelled, dropping my briefcase on top of the washer as I entered the laundry room from the garage. "I was waiting for you to ask..!" came the reply.
Five minutes later, the hardtop was propped up against the wall of the garage.
Twenty-three hours later, it's time to leave work and head home. Top down. Wind in my face.
Transition time.
I'm loving it . . .
