The day we brought the Mustang home I grabbed my then 12 year old son and took him for a ride. We went down the back roads to get on the freeway to make the loop back towards the house. I stopped at the top of the down-hill on ramp, shot him a big grin and clicked off the advancetrack. Then I matted it for all I was worth, smoking the rears through first, just about got sideways off the 1-2 shift (so much for babying it during the break in period, lol) then settled down after the 3-4 shift. He leans over and whispers to me "Don't worry Dad, I won't tell mom...."
When we get back to the house what's the first thing he does? "HEY MOM, DAD WAS DRIVING THE MUSTANG SIDEWAYS, IT WAS SOOOOO COOOOL!!!!! I want one when I can drive!
All I could do was just stand there and grin