Wind whips through the windows, trees sway slowly outside, and music beats through the car stereo as we cruise calmly down empty streets on a long drive home.
Then suddenly blurs flash in our mirrors and zoom past us in an engine-roaring rush, disappearing into tiny red dots over distant hills.
But then suddenly we catch up a couple minutes later at the red light.
And it’s just like hello old friend. Good to see you again.
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