cars

As little dudes we dreamed on what kind of car would make me what kind of dude. Sometimes we grew up — got our hands on some fast, sleek material. Or loud, fast material. From lived experience I say that changed me, maybe for the better. A love affair with steel, glass, and leather. Or buckets of sweaty, wind-dried vinyl.

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