The C 43 is back and this time around, she is dressed to thrill
I was driving up an empty mountain road with the rising sun peeking from the trees and flaring over the red band on the steering. A soft red light that complemented the red stitching and seatbelts was glowing softly in the footwell as I was working the throttle and the brake. Every time I would hit the apex and push the throttle, the tachometer would race instantly to the redline and the red car I was driving would dart out of the corner and line up for the next one with much precision. What a lovely start to the day this was turning out to be. There was a childish excitement as ever and it showed my pulse racing beyond 120bpm on my watch. My watch also displayed the date - February 14. Valentine’s day. The stuff we never celebrated beyond college, but today there was a natural sense of occasion about the day with everything around me being so red.
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