Most people look upon cars as a simple form of transport, whereas I look upon cars as machines of power, performance, looks and most importantly something that cradle a personality a soul. Ever since I turned the key in the car I have been simply intrigued by the true potential of a car amazed by the looks and sound they can produce. Sports cars float along the open roads while kids stand in one position staring in amazement. Even if I knew several languages I couldn't describe my utter passion about these vehicles that roam the streets every hour of the day. They whisper by as quietly as they flex and flaunt their looks from different angles. There just so much more than they get credit for, its an interesting thing watching them climb upon the highest evolutionary tree changing the way they look each year. Becoming accustomed to the needs of an everyday driver. Getting behind the wheel is something more, whisking around a corner hearing the wind whistle over the aerodynamics of the car and just the feeling of being so connected. There is nothing and never will be anything that can replace this feeling I have. It’s something that will always be a hard thing for me describe even if I am asked to, but the thing they give me the most is a feeling of freedom upon our very universe.