A Real Man

We spotted a big puddle near the Chevron the other day during our rainstorm, so we parked across the street to take pictures, while we waited for the power to come on again.



We discovered that we could tell the age and sex of the driver by the size of the splash!



Don't get me wrong,

I know there's a lot of spunky young girls who would be flying through faster than you can spit,

but these ladies who were in town this day appeared to be of the high falutin' type, so they puttered through the puddle...or tried their best to circle around it, with their noses held high up in the air, with disdain...

Not even a splish, let alone a splash, from this car...

putter, putter...borrrrring!

Ho hum...Must be an old female!

This looks like a young male whippersnapper driving here...

He's got the cool truck, (bet it belongs to his Dad)...so he still feels nervous, not sure of how to handle his power yet.

He drives on the edge of the puddle, trying hard, not quite cuttin' it, but makes a pretty decent splash.

Ah, a braver male buck...not afraid to get dirty, trying to see if his wipers can keep up with the spray, testing his machinery, he's got the bravado, pretty cocky, but still not quite mature.
Good effort though.

Now here we go...this is it!

Okay, ladies, this one is for you...here's a Real Man driving...
He's simply superb. Full speed ahead, he drives right through the middle of the puddle, no hesitation, no fear, just complete confidence.

Oh yah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout!

Total stud.

He knows his vehicle, he has the skills, he wants to make an impression, he knows what he's trying to do:

MAKE THE BIGGEST DANG SPLASH THIS TOWN HAS EVER SEEN!

Well now, ladies,

that's a real man for you...
if that don't get your heart a pumpin'...

I don't know what will!