like a sleek black panther crouching outside a disheveled garage, this shiny dew encrusted machine was primed to take flight...
I prowled around it a few times absorbing the primal energy of italian engineering and wished that I could drive away into my delirium...
[*"Driving into Delirium" is a song title from Malcolm McLaren's Paris album]
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