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Thursday, 4 October 2007

Everybody Runs



People often wonder what it is about cars that makes me so interested, happy, and "obsessed" if you will..

My answer to them is, I don't know.

Because really, I just don't know..

Cars have always been a passion, Ever since I was a young child..
The look, the feel, the style, the roar, just the overall vehicle within itself..

Driving is an escape, It is a way for me to feel free.
The power at my hands, the control up to me, as my foot pushes a pedal to the floor, the engine roars, everything soars by, things blur, everything moving by so fast, the smallest incorrect action possibly leading to destruction.
That excitement.

I was never majorly in awe over the whole typical "Supercar", such as the big names like Ferrari, Lamborghini, Porsche and Aston Martin.
I was more into the more "normal" cars, Such as Subaru, Ford, and most other lower priced vehicles..

As a kid, I would buy or knock off toy cars from department stores..
My eyes would wonder past the typical super cars, and look for something more interesting..
Perhaps more common in the real world, to add to my collection, to put on my toy roads in my toy cities I created.
Make something more realistic.

Sure, I loved the supercars, but I preferred things more "down to earth" so to speak, for the life I feel I am going to be leading.
I don't expect to be super rich, to be able to afford the most expensive and top of the line things.

As I get behind the wheel, I am in control.
The car will go as fast as I want it to, it will (most of the time!) go in the direction I want it to..
I take off, I put my foot down, I slam it through the gears..

The needle goes higher.. 20, 40, 70, 80, 100, 120kmh.. I let go and it slows..

For those few seconds as the car takes off, as it launches, as the engine roars and I pass all those slower vehicles.. I am free, I am the fastest moving thing at that moment around me, everything going by, everything left behind.. I am free.

If I want, when I am driving, I can make things not exist..
The problems I may be facing, the people I may not like or are having trouble with, Other people and things on the road.. Don't exist..
It is just me, in my own world, with random obstacles in the way..

The red lights, the stop signs, they are all temporary snaps back into the real world.

Once the light goes green, once those in my way move, again, I'm free.

As I travel down the road, doing 50kmh, 70kmh, 90kmh, whatever the speed limit is at the time. I am just me, and the car. As I am driving spiritedly, with people in the car, or on my own.. Travelling to a destination, I am travelling for that reason.. To be where I need to be..

But, if I am going for a burn, if I need an escape.. I let go, I forget the laws, I forget all those restrictions. I just don't care.

Windows down, Wind blasting into the car, arm out the window, the lights, trees, buildings and everything blur by.
The little engine roaring its brains out, tyres heating up, my lights blur.
As I zoom by cars, them disappearing into the mirror, into a little dot, as I do to them in the distance ahead.
My heart is relaxed, beating slowly, my reactions tuned into the situation, my eyes taking in everything around me.
A car pulls into my lane, I quickly react. Just a mere obstacle. Things are still good..

My speedo reaching 130kmh, more than twice the speed limit. I am not phased.
Weaving through cars, roaring around corners, the sequential AWD doing its thing, holding the car in the corner. I steer a quick sharp jab, just to get the screech around the corner for extra fun and effect and excitement.

All my problems, disappearing by the KM/H..

I am free.

I see something coming up ahead, I slow.. I let the engine slow the car.. I am now at 80kmh.. Still just over.. I give the brakes a quick tap.. The car is at 60kmh..

I am cruising, a smile on my face, I feel much better, I feel good again.. I escaped, for that short time.. and it's made me much better..

I head to one of my relaxing locations, switch off my car, and lean on the bonnet.. I look up, and just think. Watching the clouds roll by, watching the cars in the distance, listen to the wind.

It is either pitch black, no people, no street lights, just moon light watching water.
Or it is over looking the city, one of 3 places over looking the city. Staring at the colours, the lights, watching the seagulls look for food at night, watching the streak of lights in the distance. The occasional siren, or person walking by. A friendly hello. Or some body standing there with me, hand in hand, or just chatting.

There is one girl I wish to show all 4 locations, One girl I wish to just be in the presence with. One girl I wish to hold and care about. One girl I want to escape with me. She is beautiful, and would match each place so well. I'm sure she'd appreciate the view as much as I do. The view would be so much greater with her in it.

As I just stand there, in quietness, in my own world, I hear the "click click click" of the metal in the engine cooling..

I look at my car, smile.

Again, my car did a good job. And I love it.

2 Comments:

Blogger alyce said...

i want to meet this girl. and cars are boring ^^. lol, ok jks. please dont hurt me.

4 October 2007 at 10:19 pm  

Blogger Saman said...

i must admit i have more of a fondness for cars after being around you boys *creams pants from those bloody black supra's*
and your driving is fun. i can understand why it makes you feel the way it does

4 October 2007 at 10:21 pm  

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