Dove
Somehow, by some miracle, lots of praying from Bucky and the security cars having to protect the public from me, we made it to the hotel in one piece. Mostly anyway. Bucky looked like a wet frightened cat as he held onto the dashboard and his seat with large eyes.
It looked like he had seen a ghost by looks of it which was half understandable. I, on the other hand, felt extremely proud of myself because I did it! I drove the biggest truck I had ever seen and made it out alive!
"Are you proud of me?" I beamed at him as I danced in my seat still holding on to the steering wheel. I decided not to participate in parking therefore we were just at the drop off zone because it was the safest place to be.
He took off his hat and fanned himself as he looked up to the ceiling of the truck. He muttered a few words that I couldn't understand too well before he gulped then gave me a weak smile. "The fact we made it alive, I couldn't be more proud."
