View Full Version : Country roads, take me home.
I just had a wonderful drive home in the Hummer, in an environment where Hummer was at its best. It is no other place but in my hometown, but it felt like a brute spaceship charging through the nebula. My 14 yr old son and I were coming home from the in-laws 4 miles away, stopping by to drop off sleepover gears for the 13 yr old son at Dr. Steven’s house, then up the hills coming home. All in the same town. It was only a 15-20 minutes drive at 35-40 MPH, the music was loud, the night is pitch dark, the roads are extremely twisty and at few spots very steep. We almost didn’t talk at all, but had our eyes glued to the sight and sound and the motion. The sight outside the windshield is like a surreal Arcade video game, we could feel the raw Hummer power under our feet, the music was pumping, twisting and turning and climbing constantly. I had my hand on the shifter, my back pressed to the seat. We actually came cross 3 other vehicles tonight, usually there is none; once I saw the headlight around the bend, I reached to the roof to turn off/on the off-road lamps, gave me a false sense of pilot turning the switches. When we drove into the garage, the tires rested at the parking stoppers, I said “Docking, the Eagle has landed.” We just smiled.
I just had a wonderful drive home in the Hummer, in an environment where Hummer was at its best. It is no other place but in my hometown, but it felt like a brute spaceship charging through the nebula. My 14 yr old son and I were coming home from the in-laws 4 miles away, stopping by to drop off sleepover gears for the 13 yr old son at Dr. Steven’s house, then up the hills coming home. All in the same town. It was only a 15-20 minutes drive at 35-40 MPH, the music was loud, the night is pitch dark, the roads are extremely twisty and at few spots very steep. We almost didn’t talk at all, but had our eyes glued to the sight and sound and the motion. The sight outside the windshield is like a surreal Arcade video game, we could feel the raw Hummer power under our feet, the music was pumping, twisting and turning and climbing constantly. I had my hand on the shifter, my back pressed to the seat. We actually came cross 3 other vehicles tonight, usually there is none; once I saw the headlight around the bend, I reached to the roof to turn off/on the off-road lamps, gave me a false sense of pilot turning the switches. When we drove into the garage, the tires rested at the parking stoppers, I said “Docking, the Eagle has landed.” We just smiled.
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