There’s a certain poetry in the way a car hums beneath your hands—that low, purring promise of motion and freedom. Some people say it’s just metal and rubber, but to those of us who love cars, it’s a living thing, a companion with heartbeat and memory.

You can smell history in the leather, feel time in the wheel worn smooth by palms and journeys. There’s the whisper of early mornings when roads are still cool and empty, the light just breaking, and the world ahead unspooling like a ribbon waiting to be claimed.

There’s the majesty and tension of navigating switchbacks on the road along the Pacific Ocean and the fall beauty of a winding road along the lake. I’ve known and loved both.

Cars hold stories. The first drive alone. The road trip where laughter poured out of open windows. The sporty ride with a true love. The silent ride home from heartbreak, when the engine seemed to listen. Every dent, every scratch is a small biography—evidence that you’ve gone somewhere, that life has been lived at full throttle and quiet glide alike.

Loving a car isn’t about speed, though speed has its own seduction. It’s about the rhythm of travel, the partnership of driver and machine, the shared pulse that carries us beyond what our feet could reach. It’s about the open road and the unspoken faith that it will lead us somewhere worth going.

And it’s the sound and the fury, the feel and the exhilaration of wind in your hair.

In a world that rushes to digitize, to flatten experience into pixels, the car remains tactile. It demands touch, attention, care. It answers devotion with endurance. For those who love cars, the relationship is not just transportation—it’s transformation.

The road doesn’t end. It only bends and beckons.

And somewhere out there, under a wide and forgiving sky, the engine turns over, ready once more to take you where your heart is already traveling.

For the love of cars–mine and yours.

And dedicated to my friend A, who will take delivery this summer of an incredible car much like the photo, one that I can’t wait to see and ride in.