I can’t describe those feelings, when you drive at night on almost empty streets, in a very powerful car for which local road is like a prison, which needs more freedom, more air for life, when you hear all those blowing mind automotive sounds, feel the fast acceleration of sitting in the passenger seat, and when your ass catch this sweet moment of a little rear wheels slide. . . silence. . . it’s like your special meditative condition, recover, regeneration. . .

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