I woke up at 5 am to drive and took the longest possible way home last night…

I’ve never had goosebumps from my drive into work. Or heard an engine roar, and hum at the same time…felt like I was a part of the asphalt. Living in an era when driving still meant something.

My uncle let me borrow his 84′ BMW 325i.

Pure car, nothing fancy, just pure car. I hope they total my car in the shop. It’s only there for service, but I could live with that.

I had a constant smile on my face…every red light was a green waiting to happen…I turned to look at the others on the road, driving “normal” cars and thought,
“how do they do that everyday?”

I can’t wait to hit the road again.