The only problem is: no muffler. Fast, I like. Blowing out the eardrums of formerly hibernating, now quite mad, bears? Eh, not so much.
By Ken Carman
Entertainer, provider of educational services, columnist, homebrewer, collie lover, writer of songs, poetry and prose... humorist, mediocre motorcyclist, very bad carpenter, horrid handyman and quirky eccentric deluxe.
Purty to look at. Does the driver have a RatFink costume to wear? (remember ratfinks?)Can I get one a little less fast and definitely with a muffler.
Wow. You’re right. All you need is a big stick shift and Ratfink would be all set. I forgot about him. But considering my father called a certain family dog “Ratfink,” seeing a huge Chihuahua would be about as crazy.