Motorway Relaxation

I made a miraculous discovery today, one which I thought would never be possible. To give you some background...

Despite having a tenuous interest in football (one which only reaches as far as international matches) I do aspire to enjoy one of the football superstar fringe benefits....fast cars. So much so that my first thought on getting into any car is "I wonder how fast this goes, how well is handles, what the bhp is". You can imagine the natural extrapolation of this thought pattern...yes 120mph+ glimpses of road flashing under the bonnet of any car able to do it.

Taking a step back from that brief insight into the "what does is for me" topic, you can imagine how thrown I was when I found myself in an almost tantric heaven whilst cruising at a oap-speed of 50 - 60 mph on the motorway. Cars and lorries alike blasting past me in a stress-fueled hurry to not be late for their "pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey" planned deadlines.

I could not have felt more relaxed....with the sun on my face, I wanted my journey to last forever...or at least until dinner time ;)