I must recant. My Mother is not trying to kill me this week.
I am, however, still trying to diagnose my mysterious illness
I think its a combination of:
Car sickness-from looking at the new interior and playing with all the new buttons.
Wind whipped-I have kept the top down the entire time.
Allergies- everything in the air that hit me in the face while driving.
Basically, I have to get used to the rag-top.
Blondes don't like being dizzy!!