Behind a mahogany steering wheel, deep in a black leather seat, peering up over a long safari yellow hood that cuts into the horizon ahead. A 350hp 327 engine roars to life with the slightest push of my sole against the accelerator and fills me with utmost joy, clearing my mind as completely as any meditation. It has been a tough week to keep up with but the little daily drives in the 68 have come to feel therapeutic and have helped me to keep my focus on the positives that lay ahead. I can not thank my dad enough for entrusting this car to me and I know it will break my heart when I have to give it back. But until then....I will just have to enjoy every drive.


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