105 on the Freeway

So sometimes you get a glimpse of how beautiful life really is. One of those times came this morning. It was a cool 67 on the thermometer, on a flat out clear day, with just enough breeze that you hair would move. I through the top down and was giving one of my most awesome friends Caroline a ride to the bank, and on the way back, after having filled my belly with kolaches from Jack n Jill Doughnuts, I decide to try and just go. I think that I hit 105 before I realized my exit was coming up. Man in that time where my foot was punched to the floor, I was alive. I felt like Superman zooming through the atmosphere. It was awesome, and like most things in life it was only made better by the company. A moment I’ll never forget!

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