It rode with me for 16 hours and didn’t complain once.
Never criticized my driving, never told me to slow down or not to tap on the steering wheel.
Never once did it tell me to turn the heat down when I was cold or turn it up when I was hot.
It just sat there, in all its sweeping glory, never once requiring me to roll down the window because of vacuum flatulence.
It didn’t ask me if we were there yet, why did we have to eat there or leave trash in the car.
Man, it was quiet. not moving so much as a belt.So peaceful. So less chaotic than traveling with my family members.
I wonder if Dyson
knows he’ll be staying home for the next road trip.
It’ll probably floor him.
