Today, we might go test an electric Mini Cooper. Or – Gary might test a Mini Cooper; I don’t relish the thought of being in a Mini with a salesperson who probably snacks on raw bats. No social distancing in a car that is itself barely six feet long.
The dealership promises they are clean, and masks are required. They don’t know this, but we’ll be meeting outside.
Gary thinks we’ll like one of the two the dealer has in stock and come home with it. I’d rather wait six months for one that’s exactly right.
Gary usually gets his way in these things.