The circles tangled with each other, that’s how it resembles
the strings of attachment with my desire for the wheels to measure the
adventurous milestones of the roads.
The wind messing up my hair can possess
the same aroma, though its effect on my senses depends upon the kind of
momentary experience I may be acquiring.
A drive for me is like a royal march
on the red carpet where the spectators throw an envious eye not because of the
dazzling sleekness of the car but the royal experience of the drive that not
every one deserves. I may be named as an egoistic when it comes to the choice
of my car, but I feel proud to be called so, as I know I deserve to be egoistic
and Audi is a perfect mechanical masterpiece to match my aspirations.
My
adventure is not just to prioritize the natural beauty of the place but an eye
and an heart to pierce through the beauty and get the palpable taste of it,
which I can gain only through a perfect
match of drive with a perfect car and that’s none other than Audi.
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