Images of those people in music videos and movies driving their BMWs and Audis at unbelievable speeds with the convertible turned downwards have now started resurfacing in my mind. This short but regular bout of speed helps me feel somewhat, very marginally and surprisingly, like those blessed souls. Yeah, as soon as in climb down and meet the regular traffic snarls, the dreamy sequence is broken but still, I have that stupid smile on my face! Also, using two cars on the same route means which each automobile, the experience is slightly different. There are days when we turn-up the music real high while on some days I merely like to hear the wind cutting through my hair, through the window, against the windscreen, often fighting away the new and old upholstery. Again, this seems like a part of the small transformation that has me feeling happier with the smaller things in life!
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