He’s been in for a bit of a tune-up (new pedal) and now, the nightmare that was New Year’s Eve is a mere Bobby Ewing false memory.
Now, I’m not sure he’ll be terribly happy about me having absolute speed control (from throaty crawl to full-on Grand Prix pedal to the metal) but I am delirious. I’ve never been able to sew slowly with him, so we need some time to get re-acquainted.
