Well, as I was driving through the French mountains, looking at the beautiful scenery, I recognized that the car is much more than a car.
It’ s a piece of art that manifests itself through it’s power and handling but not only the way it moves and feels, makes my heart race, also the look of this beautiful piece of machinery makes my heart jump.
So I raced through the serpentine’s.
The V12 purrs like a cat playing with a ball of wool and gently moves me through the corners of the mountain pass.
But as the road changes I stomp the accelerator deep into the base plate.
Suddenly a wild animal, born in a long forgotten time smashes through the bars of it’s cage ready to kill everything that crosses it’s path.
It rattles, screams and spits fire, leaving a swath of destruction and cataclysm behind.
My body starts to shake while the engine punches his magnesium fist in my back after every gear change.
I go faster and faster the beautiful scenery rushes past me while I am sitting on the back of a wild horse.
We reach our destination the animal punches his big black claws into the ground, they are glowing red as we stop.
I dismount the back of the beast feeling thankful that I survived.
But the red glowing eyes of the monster still have me insight, knowing that I will come back to ride.
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