making room She appears to be the same. But she isn’t. There is a glitch here that I can plainly see. Not because I hadn’t been with her for so long. It is because I see her differently now. How does one get back with someone with whom one never broke up with? Well, first,[…]
Ages ago, in 2005, Ford Motor Company did the unthinkable. They recreated the magic of GT40 in the Ford GT and won multiple accolades. The car looked like a peach, drove like a lotus and sounded like godly thunder. It fueled what I had always believed in, that Detroit was being reborn and the revival[…]
The Aftermath I have had four of them walk in to my life. I walked out on all four of them. Not once did it get easier. The void that remained felt exactly the same. In fact the entire day when you sell your car feels like a déjà vu of terrible affairs. In[…]
Spring is a spring is a spring I had played out the scene a million times in my head. After all, a fair dosage of British romantic comedy movies had made it easy. The cheesy commercials on American television coupled with my inexplicable desire to watch reality TV served only to add to this moment.[…]
We We the new, we the willing, We the excited, brimming with hope, We the travelers, with our towels packed, We the seekers of the sun and afternoon warmth. We the unprepared, the very scared, We with our union, we with our shared dressers, We with our different tastes, We with our own ghosts notwithstanding.[…]
Two for Ewig Like it has been often, one of us is in a train again. This time I am headed away from her. We would however meet again soon. But that next time would be in very special circumstances. We would be then us. Bound be legality and recognized by love. I have played[…]
In a race of my own, for scraps and for everything. Motorsport and I share a complicated relationship status. For starters, I love it far too much. Having studied vehicle dynamics, I understand a large portion of what is required for one to be fast around the race track. When I couple that confidence with[…]
When lack of clarity is not necessarily bad I had in my younger adolescent years come up with a very neat way of differentiating between a crush, an infatuation and all out love. Sadly I can no longer remember that definition in detail. It had to do with how I had a crush on my[…]
On to the third… You are the second one that I am entering the third year with. And while that says a lot about you, it does highlight my new found affinity for things that aren’t flimsy. It doesn’t stop me from lusting after other eight cylinder variants but your four cylinders with a turbo[…]
Race tracks have an aura about themselves. There are not merely random asphalt spaghetti laid down between patches of field and grass. But rather, they string together a heightened sense of danger and anticipation that no other normal road can. As you approach a race track, you become aware of the clings of automotive wrenches[…]