Riding in the back of a pick- up truck on a warm day was always a special treat.
…as long as you didn’t try to spit out of the back ! During a long trip back from the farm , I hocked up a large goober and launched it . To my horror , the thing rotated and twisted about a foot in front of my face for a few seconds , then Splat! , hit me square in the eye . Learned more about vortices and aerodynamics in those few seconds , than in a post grad class in statistical theories of compressible and incompressible flows in fluid dynamics .