I love my convertible. Even as it rolls into fall and the temperatures drop, I leave the top down close to midnight and turn on the heat for my toes and crank up some music. It's like discovering senses that have been shut down for a while. I get to enjoy the smell of back yard fires, smores, and all the things dogs stick their noses out the windows to savor.
Nine Inch Nails - Terrible Lie
Tom Morello, The Nightwatchman - Black Spartacus Heart Attack Machine
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