Move that Bus

The Grayhound Bus was supposed to be the transport vehicle of choice for everyone, but plans that execute as anticipated are often not as fun. The bus hasn't been operational since Sara drove the greyhounds around town some 4 and 1/2 weeks ago (pre-birth Sara). The recommended fixes have been many, but none has created any permanent solution so the Bus could transport people from point A to point B. Jonas was helping to push the Bus back into repair position in the picture on the left. He must have rubbed off a bit of good luck. The bus started for the first time after 4 and 1/2 weeks of an idle existence. The flume of smoke was mighty on initiation, the initial ride was smooth and exhilarating. After 30 seconds and one right turn pleasure turned into fear. Explosive backfires shook the neighborhood, as the Bus and giggling driver shook everyone out of their front-doors to see what the heck was going on. The bus made it back home after beeping the horn to keep traffic clear so it could maintain it's backfiring momentum for another 2 minutes and 30 seconds. Some more parts have been ordered from Brazil. Jonas is excited to join his Dad in fixing the Bus, but is waiting for his grease-monkey clearance.