“These are my feet and those are the pedals,” I thought to myself.
This was my first observation upon getting into the driver’s seat of the Ford F-350. If you could call it a driver’s seat. It’s more like a king’s throne that requires a ladder to get in.
There was going to be a problem if this is as far as the seat goes.
With some major adjustments and what seemed like a ridiculously long time inching forward in the automated seat. I crossed the great divide between my feet and the pedals.
Without having to opt for a high-heeled hiking boot to reach the gas pedal, I was able to get into position for the next challenge ahead.
