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Originally Posted by Laneco
But I love to drive fast. I love the way it feels when every sense is hyper alert and you are 100% at the task of driving. I love the sound of the engine when it sings, I love the way telephone poles blip past like a picket fence when you go really, really fast.
I was found myself (in an undisclosed location, in a car I no longer have) on a road where I could see for miles. Literally miles as the road dropped down and crossed a valley. No cars, no cross roads and I really let the car run hard. When it couldn't give any more, all I wanted was more. More speed, More!!! I screamed in rage because there was no more. The car would only go about 160.
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Between this post and the post about the road trip.....
If you
ever become single, I'm getting in line.
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'08 Boxster RS60 Spyder #0099/1960
- never named a car before, but this is Charlotte.
'88 targa
SOLD 2004 - gone but not forgotten