Yesterday Jed completed work on her general purpose roving and cargo-hauling machine. She refered to it as a J.E.E.P., but I don’t recall the meaning of the acronym.
We took it for a spin (literally at some points) across town, through the recently fallen snow. Jed was driving while I rode shotgun – and hung on tight.
Passing Lia’s clock shop.
Driving through the Port, passing a dock-side pub. Judging by the sign it looks like it could be a rough establishment – probably popular with sailers and airship crews.
Oops. It took a while to extracate ourselves after hitting that big patch of ice.
It’s several kilometers to Palisade, we have a full boiler, half a bottle of absinthe, it’s snowing and we’re wearing sunglasses.
Testing the vehicle’s handling in the snow.
Motoring about (and turning doughnuts) in the Greenspace.
I highly reccomend Jed’s vehicle – it passed the Rigors of Babbage test!