After driving for three days straight to Canada, he's ALWAYS willing to go for another ride the next day.
It slays me.
However, he has a new addiction.
Not being driven.
Driving.
My mother's husband somewhat recently purchased a Ranger for random hauling of ... stuff around their place.
If I thought he couldn't get enough of being driven around, the need to drive is nearly an obsession.
Don't let him near the gas pedal though, he's a maniac!
