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I take a surprising amount of pleasure from just driving around in the machine I designed and built myself, all pretty and rumbly and roar-ey, fast and smooth, vintage and comfy, chrome and black and bronze, elegant and antisocial.

What fun! And the cops didn't even pull me over to complain about the exhaust note. Which, I might mention, is FRAKKIN' SEXY music.

I want to drive more now! My compatriots seemed to enjoy it, too.

I am pleased and proud of how things turned out.




Sep. 10th, 2011 05:11 pm (UTC)
You got it!

I know what you mean. What is it about powerful V8 engines that stirs the soul? Sort of like a rollicking multiple heartbeat, like an orchestra section of fuel-powered heartbeats.