Yesterday, I drove.
I drove for something approaching six hours, leaving a little after 7 AM and getting back a little after 1:00. To say my destination was nebulous would be to give it too much credit, as my intentions for this drive were never firmly cemented in my mind.
Somewhere between Leesburg and Fredericksburg there's an expanse of country north of the Potomac that sates my homesick desires. The roads are wreathed in a canopy of leaves, the atmosphere is quiet and relaxed. It's a different world from the constant titter of Northern Virginia. I am reminded that I am, at heart, a country boy.
Of course, part of the country is twisting roads. Roads which dip and rise into a hairpin turn which switches back at an off-camber crest. The S4 is an amazingly fun toy for playing on these roads, but like all power is dangerously seductive. Only vigilant discipline can reign in a beast such as is created by the union of an immature testosterone driven youth and a sport tuned turbo beast. Fortunately discipline won out over testosterone often enough yesterday to make it uneventful, though there were instances where my blood started rushing. Times where I was reminded how mortal I am.
I drove for something approaching six hours, leaving a little after 7 AM and getting back a little after 1:00. To say my destination was nebulous would be to give it too much credit, as my intentions for this drive were never firmly cemented in my mind.
Somewhere between Leesburg and Fredericksburg there's an expanse of country north of the Potomac that sates my homesick desires. The roads are wreathed in a canopy of leaves, the atmosphere is quiet and relaxed. It's a different world from the constant titter of Northern Virginia. I am reminded that I am, at heart, a country boy.
Of course, part of the country is twisting roads. Roads which dip and rise into a hairpin turn which switches back at an off-camber crest. The S4 is an amazingly fun toy for playing on these roads, but like all power is dangerously seductive. Only vigilant discipline can reign in a beast such as is created by the union of an immature testosterone driven youth and a sport tuned turbo beast. Fortunately discipline won out over testosterone often enough yesterday to make it uneventful, though there were instances where my blood started rushing. Times where I was reminded how mortal I am.