Wednesday, September 18, 2013

An Airblast.

 Now Playing -   'harvest moon -  poolside'

It's amazing what you feel when a car drives by you. In that small,  incredibly short moment you feel something very powerful. A momentary pull forwards, and then a slingshot-like return back. All very tiny movements. All just for a fraction of a second.
But every car that passes has a different effect. The little cars' blast is much smaller and more polite than a big diesel-puffing V-12.
Then it also depends on how close they are...  

There's a certain breed of people that exist that most of us know. The kind of person that will walk past you and not mind bumping shoulders. No in fact, he or she would rather find pleasure in turning around and telling YOU to watch where YOU'RE going.
It seems they are the ones that drive nearest to my car. And when they pass by my little 88 crx, they deliver the biggest, and swiftest air blasts.
They may be trying to be rude, or they may not care at all. But I enjoy every blast my car moves because of.
Like that one just now. 


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