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I was just conscripted for an emergency drive. It was delightful. Here, in the still-light early evening, cool and breezy with the promise of rain to make one feel life flowing through veins, are the days I live for.
'Twas perfect driving weather, though windows must remain shut until my hair is either restrained or shortened (new objective: discover how to wear hairbands with glasses), until it turned into the rainiest rain I ever did drive through. After I was pointed to the various anti-rain defences it was all okay and turned into a challenge to balance the whee of going fast in the rain with the eek of losing control and exploding (I erred on the side of anti-eek). The roads looked like thin rivers flowing over sheeted glass. Beautiful!
'Twas perfect driving weather, though windows must remain shut until my hair is either restrained or shortened (new objective: discover how to wear hairbands with glasses), until it turned into the rainiest rain I ever did drive through. After I was pointed to the various anti-rain defences it was all okay and turned into a challenge to balance the whee of going fast in the rain with the eek of losing control and exploding (I erred on the side of anti-eek). The roads looked like thin rivers flowing over sheeted glass. Beautiful!
