Name
Even if you're dad's car ... I give you a name. Now you're an extension of my clumsiness from gnubbo, the companion of so many red lights and traffic lights passed by at full speed to xD
It 'good to be behind the wheel, always moving. I would always travel with me, someone who remains for some time and someone else who remains for much much more.
There is a strange communion, in the car. It is all together, with miles and miles of road to be filled with thoughts.
All passengers go to their safe haven. Reluctantly at times.
Tonight is a little like that.
Thanks.
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