 Sarah drove the entire time, which is really weird for me because I never let her drive. But I really didn't need to be driving. Right. For like half of it, I was like, oh, I was not feeling the greatest. But what was neat is. Slowly reaching over toward the steering wheel. No, no, no, no. She had the taser ready. She's just like, you want me to handcuff you and put you in the trunk? Maybe. Let me think about it for a second. You should pay extra for that.