Took a trip to Walmart tonight at about 11:30 PM. Drove the
speed limit on the way there, but put the window down. Felt and smelled the air
along the way. On the way back, did the
same. The air was sweet and heavy. It
smelled like freedom. Drove 70 in a 45, intentionally in the left lane. (Don’t
worry… it was a straight, level stretch for a mile.) I've actually driven my car at 150 MPH top-end, on the
Autobahn in Germany, and regularly at 120 - 130 MPH. Including across Montana in 1997.
I can’t wait to ride my motorcycle again… back surgery
SUCKS.
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