As a gentleman, I’d offer to hold the steering wheel so she has an easier time aiming her lance at oncoming traffic.
She’s in the passenger seat, you can see the car in the background is also right hand drive
Take her to a knightclub
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Become the damsel in distress naturally (I’m a 6’2 bearded man)
I thought that was only when they fart… Or is that just another thing I shouldn’t have said out loud
Help her save France from the English.
Or burn her for being a witch and falsely claiming knighthood, depending on your team.
What makes you think I’m not already similarly equipped?
(Any good excuse to trot out this heavy bastard, which I don’t have occasion to do often enough anymore. It could really use a polish. There’s a project for the weekend…)
I usually attack it with a terrycloth and some Flitz. A little will go a surprisingly long way.
There are various methods of oiling, waxing, or otherwise preserving it afterwards. I prefer boiled linseed oil for that, personally.
In Ye Modern Times, you could also just make your mail out of something that doesn’t rust. I didn’t, though.
Thanks.
I have a set of matching super historically authentic pants in the same pattern and material (with suspenders!) as well. I might even still fit in them, but I haven’t tried in a while.