Pedal to the Metal

My warm up is complete. I am limber. Ready to go. A full month under my belt. Tomorrow, Groundhog's Day, the road trip to my big 6-0 kicks into gear.

My E-Z Pass flashes at the toll gate as I glance over my shoulder at oncoming traffic. Flicking the left blinker, I point my chassis onto ramp. My foot steadily increases its pressure. With a whoosh I pull into the traffic and ease into the fast lane. Accelerating. The needle of my speedometer inches up. I am zooming to sixty.

Fasten your seat belts! Cheers until tomorrow ...