Because BH is a pilot we get invited to all sorts of interesting things. This week we went to the annual Aircraft Experience.

They wine and dine us while we sit in a hanger with these awesome private planes.

If you're lucky you may see someone famous looking to buy a new plane.

Or heliocopter

Porche is always there. They always let you test drive these cars. Last year I wanted BH to take a test drive. He refused. He doesn't fit in the cars. Apparently this is common as one guy tried to squeeze himself in. He did drive it but I felt bad for him. He couldn't have been comfortable.
This year I decided to take a test drive. I got to drive this cute little number first. A Boxster.

Let me just tell you that if you even think about putting your foot on the gas it TAKES OFF!!!

This was my passenger. Trained race car drivers accompanied us so that we wouldn't total their cars.

A track was set up on the runway of the airport so we could safely drive these little beaut's.

I didn't notice until we got on the runway that I was the only girl.

I despirately wanted to drive this red Carrera.
And because I was the only girl, AND I batted my eyes just a little they let me drive it. Wanna see?

And that! Is how it's done.
4 comments:
Go Girl! Looks like so much fun! And I know you would never have wrecked one of those beauties,
Gen & the Foo
I'd be right there with you!
OH TAM! You'd have la la loved it!
I like your hair here! And I dont know how I didnt know he was a pilot!
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