The weather here on the coast has been perfect. Went for a top down spin after work through the old village. It was great, even though I don't have the passenger seat in yet. Coming back I recognize a B coming the other way, about that time an arm emerges from an Aconite CB waving madly. We wave like madmen at each other, both enjoying the evening spin.
Also, I'm going to see if there is any way I can mount one of the old windtone horns on the car. I just got three of them working that came back with us from Gurley. They have a distinct authority, unlike the anemic little squealers under the hood of the typical B. The low note horn sounds like a bull wildebeest flatulating, the high note sounds like a large ferret being squeezed. Very loudly.