My father was extremely proud of me when I
My father was extremely proud of me when I pulled up outside his house in my new car; a spectacular Used Jaguar. He had always dreamed of owning a Jag, but had never been fortunate enough to buy one. Obviously I let him take it for a drive, as I could see that it would help him at least half achieve one of his dreams. He seemed to love every single minute of the test drive and I felt bad about driving home.