the typical elbow drive
somewhere in texas
so, what actually happens when driving an 1965 Plymouth Barracuda cross the country ? first, you always want to be aware how the machine is doing, so you watch all the gauges and speed and all, you listen to the engine, the tires , the wind and you feel absolutely happy !! the B. cruises perfectly at a speed of 70-80 miles per hour. when its not too hot I have all windows open and can smell the changes of landscape and all. the morning smells different than the noon or the afternoon. you don't want to drive behind a livestock chicken hauler ... it really stinks beyond anything and you might consider becoming a vegetarian, then again in the evening when hungry you just pick what you like best .... humans are cruel.. the good thing is, that the B. has a lot of power and you can always bypass quickly when there is no police in sight. then sometimes you smell fresh cut grass, and the wet fresh air in the morning. that is just enough to make your day. this is something I miss terribly while living in New York. In moments like that I don't even want to listen to music, just hear the constant humming of the B. while floating over the road. man, the americans knew how to built cool and excellent cars in the 60ies. that's for sure. many things go through your mind while driving such a long distance, thoughts are jumping back and forth depending very much on the music you are listening... reminding one on very good or not so good moments in life. it really is wonderful ! enough sentimental talk now, its raining in Santa Fe and this beautiful city turned into a touristic capital with lots of strange tourist "art" pieces.. nothing like I had it in mind when I was working here in the 90ies.. so I will check the B. and then off to the road again... who knows where I will sleep tonight...
