It usually takes a few days to get used to driving out here.  70 mph on two lanes roads feels “not right”  initially. After a few hundred miles it begins to feel right.  The top down; the wind in your hair; your newly short hair just barely wisping into your face; the tug of the breeze on your baseball cap…absolutely wonderful. And then you notice the big rig ahead of you on the road.  The gap between the two of you slowly diminishes and you realize that you need to pass it.  The road is clear and you gently apply a little pressure  on  the accelerator. The car responds without a momen’ts hesitation..   Before you realize it, you’re doing 90.  You’re flying down the road–this must be what a little bit of heaven feels like.  Your heart says “just stay here” but slowly your more rational self takes control again and you slow back down….and begin to wonder when you will get to do it again.

I LOVE my car!