OK Michael. Either you spend your entire winters in Florida reading romance
novels or you are a talented bard very capable of stringing words together to
entice the rest of us to get in our Healeys and drive! Either way it
works....Perhaps you should run for public office. :)
Aloha
Perry
In a message dated 4/23/2005 6:10:25 AM Hawaiian Standard Time,
Awgertoo@aol.com writes:
In a message dated 4/23/2005 11:53:45 AM Eastern Daylight Time,
davidwjones@cox.net writes:
And........?????
C'mon, tell us about the gear sounds, the hissing carbs, reactions of
passers-by, any good corners, ... c'mon, .....some of us haven't hit the
road yet, I
need a fix!!!
Okay, okay:
"Pulling onto the main road I accelerated hard to run and hide from the
Aston-Martin DB-5 left far behind from our dice through the twisties. I
smoothly
upshifted into top gear, my silk ascot tugging gently at my neck, my lithe
young companion's blond hair trailing in the slipstream. The slight smell
of
castor oil, the snarl of the big-bore exhaust exiting just below my left
ear, the
chirping protest of the tires telling me that I had pushed them to their
limits as I entered the sweeping right-hander at red-line: This is the
essence of
Healeying!"
Need more?
Best--Michael
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