There is danger here, because what appears to be love is only sadness. This is the nature of driving.
It is more than just a drive. Some say it is communication between car and driver.
Those who don’t understand it think it as an expression of passion.
It is not. Driving is an act of isolation, of calmness and of inner peace.
The drivers move their lower bodies, remaining stiff from the waist up.
Eyes intense but distant.
It is the driver who controls with his eyes.
But it is the car that is really in control.
In its most perfect form, the driving is life, and… the driving is death.
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