The smell of leather in your ride.
The smoke of the tires as you speeds past the red light.
As the camera flashes, as you exceed the speed limit.
Excited by the bliss of your new car,
Illuminated by the stars of the night sky
All that matters is you and your new ride.
Speeding through the air as you hold your breath…
Ready for nitrous…
One minute you here, the next you there
Shocked by the suddenness of movement you amazed,
Nothing else matters in that moment ‘cause you free
And then suddenly you awake and it was all just a dream
But you know when you get that car,
You’ll forever ride, till the day you die…
© Charné Williams