Roll On

Well after a scant eighteen hours of charging time the Princess Cruiser was ready to lay some rubber. The second Mike had connected the battery Abby was in the driver's seat and had the pedal to the metal. Of course since it was still parked in my kitchen at the time it did little more than spin it's plastic tires on my vinyl floor. It was then that I helpfully suggested he move the operation out to the yard.



Abby handled it much better than I was expecting her too. She wasn't too timid about operating a pint sized motor vehicle. She also successfully avoided driving into any trees, people or dogs that were on the property.



Yard driving is a little tricky in that our lawn is far from even. So occasionally she'd have a tire lose contact with Mother earth. Mike, helpfully, stayed close by to give a push towards ground that had more level like properties.



After a short tutorial in the back yard we let her loose on the open road. She hauled ass all the way to the neighbours before turning around to head back home. I think she would have stayed out longer if it hadn't been so freakin' cold outside. Not exactly convertible Jeep driving weather.