There I was driving along the road,
As I looked ahead I saw it,
I saw the Ferrari,
The dream car of so many.
It was just driving along
In amongst the traffic.
We approached the place,
The place where the road widened.
I thought right let’s see it go
Expecting it to overtake all cars in front.
But no it just sat in the line of traffic,
Just doing sixty mile and hour
Like the rest of us.
It then came to me
With a car like a Ferrari
You do not need to show off,
You know it can beat them all,
So in that driver’s mind,
He knew he had nothing to prove.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: May 18th, 2021 00:59
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Good write Gold. It becomes tiresome if a fast car or motorbike roars past us just to show off, on the road, or while we're walking along the path.
Thanks Orchi, very true.
Andy
Other than on a race track those supercars have never attracted me. Yes the original Lamborghini Miura in 69 had beautiful lines which were soon lost as it was 'bettered' by later models.
I'm happy with my old Mercedes estate which will go fast if i want it to but these days i'm more interested in getting high MPG than speeding.
They do look add and out of place among normal cars and I do agree that I expect them to be driven with pace and a show of accelleration. Why I wonder?
The car that I have always liked have been the Aston Martins, never been in one but if you have £147,000 pound going spare perhaps you could buy me one da.😁
I thought it was very strange that he did not overtake the other cars, it would have been easy to do so with safety on that stretch of road.
Andy
Resisting the urge to unleash the beast is a master in control. Something Jeckal and Hide could never come to terms with. Well penned Andy. ; )
Very true AP, he was mastering himself within his glory.
Andy
insightful observations Andy,
indeed, what most colours the perception we have for others
is our projection of what we assume
we would be like, in their shoes..
but like the bequeathed wisdom of our ancestral teachings
until we've walked in the other persons shoes
we can not judge, merely: speculate...
or in more accessibly palatable: biblical terminology
'Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam
out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou
see clearly to cast out the mote
out of thy brother's (&/or sisters) eye.'
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