Man did that story bring back many many memories of similar "test rides"! Thanks for sharing it with us! Those first fire ups bring in so many great emotions - giddy with excitement but filled with terror - and then when things go right (mostly) jubilation and relief.
Now get out and get those tabs -- so you can terrorize the old lady whenever you want!
BTW -- My neighbor came over the other day -- when I had the Nomad half in and half out of the shed... Okay - it had been running for maybe 15/20 minutes like that and yeah - it's kinda loud... and yeah - I was messin' with the stacks... and he DRIVES OVER. He gets out of his car and I can see his mouth movin' but it's too loud for me to hear...

Which (since I know why he's come) I promptly point out with a "huh?... Can't hear you -- it's too loud!" (yes I can be a real ass). My wife is laying up by the pool and can hear everything and she says she was laughing so hard and trying to keep quiet - she spilled her drink.... So Dr. Bob starts telling me about how I'd fired off the other day at 5:30 AM (there were EIGHT CARS HERE to gather for a show) and about the 6:30 AM fire off last week (another show)... I listen to this (I'm busy) and tell him -- hey -- "once in awhile I go to a car show - get over it".... followed by a "get the F out of here.... and pausing and in a sweet blonde kind of way I add... "and have a nice day". He's just an angry old man -- wouldn't make any difference what was going on - he's not happy. I'm a VERY GOOD neighbor and am really really aware of the noise and about the time which I do stuff - and keeping the shed doors closed etc. He should be so lucky to have me as a neighbor.