Wasn’t it grand? :)
Now it’s a road with several dips and if I speed slightly, I can get the butterflies. lol
I think when you’re young and in love, they’re uterine contractions.
In other circumstances, they’re FEAR.
When I first met my father-in-law, he wanted to show me around his Pennsylvania town. He was a card, and drove me down a steep hill with lots of humps.
I was askeered...