ever thought about your relationship towards your car?
during the last few days, i came to think hard about this subject.
some guys are ridiculed because they love their cars more than their girlfriends... i guess i know the reason why (the love, not the ridicule). some cars are of a striking beauty, and most of them are (normally!) quite more predictable than the average female human... some cars even seem to have their own kind of life, of liveliness - which is especially true for a corvette with its thundering v8 heartbeat. but for me, that's not the whole story.
to be honest - i feel quite incomplete, or let's say, alone, without my vette. when i walk the streets, i really miss it.
think about that, folks... am i nuts?
how close can a human/vehicle relationship be? i don't know. my cars never have been mere objects, they've always been something like family members.
and maybe vettes are different - maybe they even come closer.
this ain't funny.
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