The Roar of the engine, the smoke of the tires, back to the gas station.

In reply to some very dear friends, yes spring does bring out the car guy in me.

The starting of the 64 Chrysler for the first time after being dormant all winter. Listening to the engine turning over, the first cough of life in the old beast, the smell of the exhaust the feeling of all that power of the 413 engine with just slight pressure of the gas pedal. Yes there is nothing like it.

So that is spring. Next will come summer time to cruise the hardtop around, smiling as people stop on the street and watch you drive by, some waving, some wondering what the heck kind of car is it. It sort of looks like the car my father had, but they are not sure. The aqua blue shines in the sun light back up by all the chrome. It’s a boat for sure, but a smooth riding one with lots of power. Sort of makes one feel all-warm inside. Crusin is where it’s at. There are a lot of nice cars around this area and more than enough car shows to show what you got or what you wish you had and or kept and yes tears for the one that you let go of because you were chasing another dream. The tears come when you get older, when you see some other guy with your car or at least one like. Maybe it’s just a passage of time, or maybe it is just you finally growing up. Did I just read what I said? Wow, straightjacket time. Heh, Heh, Heh, just kidding. I think

Anyway, enough for now, it’s time to hit the hay and dream about what was, what is, and what could have been. Goodnight, and remember to keep the greasy side down unless you want a permanent part in your hair.

Acts 2:1b They were all in one Accord (Honda) in one place (Car Show) – Writers interrputation.