I Miss Driving

September 17, 2009 4 comments

Cadillac CTS, Aston Martin DB9, BMW M6, Jaguar XKR, Ferrari F430… I have a thing for cars. My first time driving alone (although not one of the aforementioned models) I will never forget. Such a freeing feeling.

I also remember those times as a kid, around age six or seven, when dad let me hold the wheel and steer the car while he drove. Sometimes, when my sister and I sat in the backseat, dad went so far above the speed limit that it felt like I sat in a fast carousel.  A bit scary, but fun. And a few times he moved the wheel rapidly from side to side, left, right, left, right, — as a way of joking — so I could barely sit still. But mostly I sat in the backseat, looked out the window, and listened to music. Good times.

We did quite a lot of road trips during my childhood, both in Sweden and abroad, and they’ll always remain as some of my fondest memories. I loved when we drove at night and I could see all the lights from the houses and buildings around us, and, sometimes, the stars, and the moon.

Video above found at Been/Seen.

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