I pound my hand on the steering wheel – black gloves, polyester, cheap – to get my heart pumping and to keep me interested, but slow, melodic finger picking pulls me down. It’s “Driver” by Phish. Up. Tweezer – it’s more upbeat, bouncy. I bob along and force my eyes to see but that just makes them water plus my hands are coated in soft and slip on my skin so my eyes don’t stay open so I tap the back of my head with wrinkled tips so the car stays inside and me and my two passengers are safe.
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