I'd love to have been you. I would have backed up to the spot just in front of her in the street, got out, popped the hood (motor off for credibility's sake) and poked around for a while. "Honey, turn it over." I would have ignored her to the end. Make her go around. My wife would have loved it.

But I'm not you.

Priceless to have seen her face after getting into my face.