And then we permitted a test drive in the safety of our dining room.
Today, at 9 months and 2 weeks, he officially got behind the wheel. We did a quick review of systems: Did the horn honk? Check. Seatbelt fastened? Check. Did the steering wheel turn? Check. (Although funnily enough, the wheels themselves didn't follow suit. I guess that's what you get when your car costs less than $70.) The console reported it was a very pleasant day at 72 degrees:
It seems the car also came with gas; the sticker reads about 3/4 of a tank. That's always nice.
After another quick horn test (just because), we set off at a blistering pace of 2.0 miles an hour. Tate decided he would rather go in the opposite direction so that slowed us down a bit in the beginning.
But before long, Ashton was one with the road. The wind was at his back and there was nothing to do but stay straight.
He was such a natural and completely at ease. A little TOO at ease, maybe:
We finally arrived at our far-off destination: the park.
After such a long drive, a whole 2 blocks, Ashton pulled over for a snack.
Then his good friend Owen came and the boys posed with their rides:
After that, time to head home. At this point, thanks to the wind, Ashton's hair was basically sticking straight up.
And that's when I saw it. A mysterious mark on our front fender!
Ashton swears he didn't hit anything. He takes after me ;)