One scanner was keeping a watch over Hattie, the others were all about the track.
It was magnificent. Smooth under his tires, with just enough grab to keep him on his toes, so to speak. Obstacles that were challenging but not impossible. Just the right amount of privacy, with enough openness that he could make himself a spectacle if he wanted to. He wanted to, for Hattie, and for the first few times around the track he did exactly that.
After, the track was for him. His test track had always been one of the few places where he could go to just let himself relax, allow his mind to wander and just let himself be.
It was all very Zen-like, really. A form of meditation that perhaps only he would ever be able to truly understand. The speed, the rumble of the powerful engine, the calculations he put into every maneuver - it was soothing, draining away his concerns of the day.
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Date: 2008-06-06 04:45 am (UTC)It was magnificent. Smooth under his tires, with just enough grab to keep him on his toes, so to speak. Obstacles that were challenging but not impossible. Just the right amount of privacy, with enough openness that he could make himself a spectacle if he wanted to. He wanted to, for Hattie, and for the first few times around the track he did exactly that.
After, the track was for him. His test track had always been one of the few places where he could go to just let himself relax, allow his mind to wander and just let himself be.
It was all very Zen-like, really. A form of meditation that perhaps only he would ever be able to truly understand. The speed, the rumble of the powerful engine, the calculations he put into every maneuver - it was soothing, draining away his concerns of the day.
He loved Hattie, so much.