There are a lot of “car things” I don’t discuss with my wife. Not because I’m hiding anything, but to avoid her eyes glazing-over in boredom. I may need to rethink this approach. Turns out, she would have liked to know beforehand that I was trading in our car.
My little blunder got me thinking… I can’t be the only one who’s ever done this! So tell me, have you ever gone out for milk and come back with a motorcycle?
Share your tale of automotive impulse in the comments, and…
Have fun in your garage!