So we had our "sink-or-swim" experience...
Picked up the car at the dealer. 80 miles from home. At 8 PM.
My wife drove it home. All the way. Almost 2 hours. Mostly highways. With lots of roadwork, broken pavement and no shoulder.
We actually got lucky. One of the fog lamps is not working, so she had a rather distinct light signature. If not for that, I have no idea how I'd recognize her behind me.
After this, I have supreme confidence in her driving abilities and her luck.
(oh, did I mention that I prayed throughout the entire trip? :) )
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One Buffalo Bill
And one Biffalo Buff