wiredfool

Like a teenager

Sometimes when I’m driving, my inner teenager shows through.

I’m sitting in traffic, just kinda waiting for the cars in front to clear. Then at a slight curve in the road, the road opens up and I can power through the curve on the gas. A little bit of later acceleration, a little bit of exhaust noise, a little more wind in the hair.

It’s times like this when I want a ‘stupid fast’ button on the console, right between the hazzard and headlight button. A button that causes that my inline 4 to sound and act something like an unmuffled V8 for a few seconds. Chirp the tires, get a little sideways, get pressed back into the seat. One time while thinking this last week, I heard the brrrrap of a lightly muffled V8 accelerating as an AC Cobra took off the other direction. Yep, that’s about what I had in mind.

While the teenage me would understand the car and the desire for a V8, he would recoil in horror at most of the music in the cd changer: several types of accordion, bluegrass, gypsy jazz, swing.

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