185/365 Vitamin D and a Kickin' Sound System

I experienced a moment of vehicular affection this morning. No matter how old I'm getting, I don't get tired of the wind blowing through my (thinning) hair, or feeling the rattle of the ponies under the hood (and the rattle of my bones). Even though I was driving to pick up my teenage daughter from a sleepover, in my imagination I'm a teenage hottie myself, independent, free, singing along to the radio and cruising topless.