The engine revves
as I slide into fourth,
a grin lights up my face,
as I fly past the turn.
The wind catches my hair,
tossing it out the window,
Damn Yankees on the XM,
I sing the lyrics
at the top of my voice.
Another hill comes at me,
and I shift into fifth,
trees fly past me,
clouds whirl by.
The tires grip the road,
euphoria fills me,
there is nothing better
than the feel
of my brand new Mustang
under me.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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your words suggest beautifully the excitement of the ride..the love of freedom on open road



