Who gets to drive Doddi next?

Today we went to an appointment with CCA. That stands for Christian Community Action and we set up regular vouchers for food. Nice place, not a great selection but hey, what do you expect for donated and overstock food. Mike offered to drive there and back and I said I would drive to our friend Mary's house to pick up our daughter Sandy. Mary wanted us to come for lunch and see Doddi so we came right home and unloaded our stuff. I got into the car, made all of the adjustments, started her up and went vroom, vroom, vroom. I look over to see what Mike's reaction was and he shook his head and said "I will never to get to drive this car will I"? And I just gave him a shit eating grin and chuckled evilly. She is such a nice car to drive. She is smaller then Vicki (our other car that went to the great junk yard in the sky) and has alot more pickup then Vicki ever did. I have visions of Mike on his knees, begging to drive Doddi. Buhwhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!