8 May 2012
It has been a cold, dark winter. The beast has been waiting. It's master is impatient for the day when he can proudly hear its roar. All of the care and attention since its last voyage will not be wasted. It will burst into life. It will feel the wind across its nose. It will rejoice in the knowledge that it is free from its shackles.
Ladies and gents. . .
My convertible is coming out tomorrow :-))
The Day Has Come • Opuss № I