The starting sound of the motor. 

That rumbling noise that lets me know it'll take me anywhere I'd like to go.

The hard but exciting feel of the steering wheel.

Those empty and curvy streets I take smoothly.

The four opened windows letting the sweet forest wind rush in.

The shades that the warm morning sun gives the early clouds and the mountains so high.

That comforting silence between the streets, the car, and me.

The destination not always a mystery, but always a searing adventure.