Life is a farce, an endless series of trials resembling experience and consciousness concluding with death. But also it has NSX donuts.
The sweet sounds of a high-strung, short-exhaust V6 smoking away those rear tires helps me forget the illusion that masquerades as reality.
For a moment, I need only bear witness to some donuts. I’m alright with that.
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