Nothing stands between a girl and her racecar

And I do mean NOTHING.

This past weekend, I made the trip from Alabama to Chicago,IL to pick up the new Mustang body. Not at all one of my best weekends. I left by myself Friday after work, determined to make it up and back and bring the new “Bessie” home. Sounds simple enough, right? Of course not.

My Floridian grown behind got my first experience of driving in icy, snow-ladened conditions courtesey of a winter storm hitting the north that I learned was named “The Clipper“. Not only had I never driven in icy conditions and knew nothing about what to expect, but I also got the trial-by-fire experience of learning to navigate those roads in a Truck and Trailer. I’m glad to report that I made it safe and sound, after only minorly freaking out on desolate I-57 in Illinois where there wasn’t a diesel pump open or accessible for miles.

So my 12 hour trip looked more like 20+hours, but I finally made it to VFN Fiberglass in Addison, IL on Sunday morning, and made it all worthwhile. Armando was nice enough to meet me on his day off to get it loaded and on my way. And let me tell ya, that wasn’t an easy task!

Because nothing at all… not even a Northern Snow Storm can stand between a girl and her racecar.

That’s TRUE LOVE.