I've just tasted heaven.
Some people, in their lives say that they have tasted it, and it is something of a pure and untanted utopia.
This just happend to me.
Country Driving. Perfect weather.
It was 59 degrees. Sun shining, perfect amount of clouds in the sky. Cool, crisp auhtum air hitting me in the face while I had my window down. The fall foliage at it's peak. Visually stunning and felt perfect in every way imaginable.
Up and down. Left and right. 65 on the narrowist, most winding rodes ever while playing music. The adrenaline pumping through me while I was driving on these amazing works of craftsmanship. I see now why people die on country roads. They taste too much of heaven that they actually become a part of it. I was listening to some Metallica. I can only imagin how not alive I would be if SSTB were in it. My father and I are soon going to be going EXPRESSWAY driving. Should be intresting.
This just happend to me.
Country Driving. Perfect weather.
It was 59 degrees. Sun shining, perfect amount of clouds in the sky. Cool, crisp auhtum air hitting me in the face while I had my window down. The fall foliage at it's peak. Visually stunning and felt perfect in every way imaginable.
Up and down. Left and right. 65 on the narrowist, most winding rodes ever while playing music. The adrenaline pumping through me while I was driving on these amazing works of craftsmanship. I see now why people die on country roads. They taste too much of heaven that they actually become a part of it. I was listening to some Metallica. I can only imagin how not alive I would be if SSTB were in it. My father and I are soon going to be going EXPRESSWAY driving. Should be intresting.