Lyric inspiration on the way home (from Christian Kane’s “Let’s Take a Drive”) reminded me of what a hot-rodder I used to be:
“I bet if you look real hard,
You can find that girl within.
She’s probably waiting’ in the wings
For you to come along
And let her out again.
You need a quarter mile, a bunch of horses, and some gasoline.”
Yes, I do. I’ve let that girl sleep for far too long. I miss the petroleum perfume in garages. I miss taking things apart to see their metal souls. I love the clang of parts being reassembled into something that roars to life and pushes you back in the seat.