On The Go

Our days seem to be spent in such a rush in the modern world. Today has been no exception. One of my goals in life is to get to point where driving is more about the journey than just making it the next destination. That’s probably why I like antique cars. Not only is the body design more artistic but the ride seems to be more relaxed. In spite of rough suspension and so much road noise that you have to scream at each other to have a conversation something just feels right. If there’s a radio at all its probably going to be AM with all the static and crackling of yesteryear. And with that I come to the end of tonight’s journey. Shut down the motor, set the break and refuel for tomorrow.

Open Schedule And An Open Road.

The road ahead stretches on.

The sky is full of clouds that are smiling down.

The sun warm and friendly.

And the wind, … the wind whispers ever so softly. “Chosen”.

I grip and twist the accelerator and answer the call with a grin.

The deep growl of raw horsepower surges over my body as I catch up with the wind.

Two wheels, one headlight and an open road.

Some days, the adventure chooses you.