in high performance driving they call this move a "four wheel drift", and it's very likely that you'll get sound out of it. Rain changes everything. Well, not really, but it's much more gentle with the rubber, much more easy to loose control what makes it unsafe.
things get a different output when you are driving back from the restaurant when the lunch break gets to the end, and the guy who's always talking how crazy he is when driving freaks out completely when the tires begin to scream.
which brings me to the perspective things can get to depending on: the person, the time, light, wind, water or whatever, the number or permutations tends to infinite. Like more than a year ago when I was a different being somehow, and tried from a very weak approach to get to... just to say "hi".
walking out, got my tires drifting out of the old ways. It's still scary sometimes, to hear the subtle voice of the rubber against the pavement, and the feel of all your weight moving at the command of your foot; looking at the faces around, letting go and grabbing the leash of the situation at the same time.
get to work in a diverse environment makes thing interesting, and helps you get to know and learn if your mind is open enough, otherwise it only makes things worst, and also provides comedians a good source for stupid jokes, straight up.
all depending of who she really is, and what she really means in your live. Depending of where are you standing, if there's air condition running or you are outside sweating under the summer sky in the middle of the forest or right by the shore.
and at the end of the day he keeps on talking how vulnerable you can feel seating in the passenger side while the car sweeps around the curve when the tires scream and the engine roars. And you come to meet a friend, then head back to your own place which all of a sudden you notice needs a little bit of attention too.
i better come up with a plan for tomorrow, poor man's style.
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