...is to speed on the highway to a good song. I know...it's not a good idea. I know, it's reckless. But today, with the sun shining, the temperature in the upper 50s, I had the sunroof open, my sunglasses on, and some good tunes blasting. Switching lanes (okay, with plenty of space around me) so I could get around the people that were going slower makes me feel like I'm running, riding a horse (work with me here), or just escaping my life...even if just for a moment.
When I first got my car a year ago, I realized that people couldn't really see me - so I became a much more defensive (what're you lookin' at?!?!?) driver. :) And I'm still safe. Really. I'm just speedy too. :)
I mean, just look at that cute car! I know, it's a physical thing, and we all shouldn't have pride in physical stuff. It's cute, it's quirky, it's fast, it's unique, and it's...well...a representation of me. I love it. :)
2 comments:
I love you Mini Cooper! So Cute!
I completely understand. My wreck three years ago slowed me down for a while, but I'm back to my speed-racing self. I'm the one you see on the highway singing like I'm on stage - hand motions and all! :-)
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