Then we headed to the car show. There were so many beautiful old cars. I'm sure plenty of them cost more than my house. Betty Boop was here to welcome all.
Then I found this Aston Martin. Beautiful. And for Sale! For only $15,500.00 That's a deal. I did ask how much it would cost to upkeep. Then Olaf noticed that it was a replica. It sure looked old. And pretty. I know James Bond had an Aston Martin or two, but I don't know if he had one that looked like this or not. But it would have been pretty cool to get one.
Olaf ran across some '58 Corvettes. They are cool. And shiny. And expensive. Too expensive to drool on, so be careful where you drool.
Here's Olaf showing the kids the details of the beautiful corvette.
This truck I found interesting. It was sitting on the ground. Must have some sort of hydraulics. But it was fun to look at.
Here's Sister-in-Law Fashionista with her favorite car. It was sparkly. It's pretty dang cool.
Couldn't help but snap a picture of this shiny chrome car. If you looked too long it could make you go blind.
Loved this old red jalopy on our way out.
And the cream on the pie was I got to sit in this cool car. The old guy who owned this car said I could take it for a spin, the keys were in it. I didn't take him up on the offer, but I did sit in the car and enjoy it for a few minutes.
At night the cars go cruising down Main Street. We sat on the road for a couple hours watching them drive by. It was pretty fun.
We had a grassy knoll behind us. All the kids played. They made new friends.
They roughhoused. The got battle wounds. They laughed.
And Olaf rode along with his Brother Copper. First they responded to a truck that drove into the Texaco. Thank goodness no one was hurt.
The driver moved the wall in about four or five feet.
Someone was out having a smoke break on this bench. Thank goodness he wasn't hurt, but his bench went through the window and into the store.
There 's gonna be a lot of clean up for this store. At least the weather's nice right now since it'll be an open air gas station for a few days.
Soon after this event Olaf and Uncle Copper filled the red dodge charger with gas. Thank goodness because minutes later they responded to a call of some motorcyclists who were driving recklessly. So they took chase. They followed them for 100 miles, into Colorado. I got a text after the chase was done.
"Arrested a guy 8 miles into Colorado. Got up to 148 mph."
I asked Sister in Law Fashionista if they could arrest someone in another state. She said if the chase originated in Utah then they could. I didn't believe Olaf at first but he sure had the ride of his life that night. I asked what caused the motorcyclist to pull over. He ran out of gas. But as Uncle Copper and Olaf pulled up behind him their own gas light came on. If they hadn't just filled up they would have ran out of gas first!
The next day on our way home Olaf didn't attempt any police driving. He said he'd had enough the night before and would be happy to never go that fast again.