Part of what I love about life is being able to drive. Just drive. Even just meander. Let the road twist and turn - and surprise me. This love of driving started as a little girl when my Dad would put me on his lap and let me steer the car. (Way back then it was what was done. And what fun it was. Always in a safe enclosed place like an empty park's parking lot.) These memories are so very meaningful to me.
It is no wonder then that the car I have now had for 6 years is one my Dad would have loved. He actually did get it for me because I used the money he left me when he passed away. I don't think I'll ever part with this car. It was love at first sight, and suits me to a tee. A true roadster with such spirit and spunk... to put it mildly! It's a Porsche Boxster S limited edition. A beauty in so many ways.
This car has taken me on many of my journeys. Did I mention that it's also a convertible? Ah, the sheer joy of the wind blowing through your hair with the top down.
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