ROADTRIP

With pride…

He walked alongside his flash car.

It was a beautiful car. An expensive car. A car of luxury. He had spent a lot of money customising it to exact specification; it matched the vision he saw in his head.

It had taken years to build his car into the image he had imagined. He had worked tirelessly, like a bodybuilder sculpting his body for competition, and now that his vision had been carved from the clay of his imagination into material life…

He was ready to drive his car.