Drag Strip Riot

That previous post was actually written a week ago since the accident. It's been over a few days.
And I hadn't set up this Blogger appropriately...

(I'm also starving right now, must hurry)

The thought of not having a car at all bothers me greatly. Think about it, not being able to go places, visit friends or drive around town?

"Well, who wants to drive around and waste gas? Call up a friend to pick you up! Or ride your bike!"

I probably would if that were the case. However I didnt realize how much that car spelled out 'Freedom' to me. I literally could go anywhere I wanted as long as it was running and full of gas. That Camry has seen every element you can think of and endured a thrashing on Hwy 5. I've even slept in the backseats down and my legs in the trunk space during a wakeboarding trip.

Freedom is a state of mind, much like paradise. I've heard many different perspectives on Freedom and some are simple while others are complex and almost unfulfilled. I am not certain why, but driving is a lot of fun! I love moving forward- being in control and driving into new terrains. Exploring is more than just a desire for me, it's more like a necessity. One could say that I would need a truck or something to satisfy my travels. And they are correct. Although that Camry has met MANY already. Like a man in days of trains and horses. This car is mine and I'll drive it where ever I please.







On the weekends of course ;)