my wheels

For now, two things keep the same : I feel good when I’m in and men’s point of view about my car. My explanations :

Once I climb on the seat, I’ve put hands the steering wheel and I’ve closed the door that sounds metalic, I feel fine. It may be the combination between the feeling of my new car, its nice odour, the high point of view when driving and my upcoming trip. All those things combined makes me feel good. During last holidays, I’ve done 800 km to see my family and the trip seems to be quicker than I expected. I traveled with 2 guys and one in the back draw this :

The other thing that doesn’t change is men’s reaction when I say to them I’ve bought an all-equiped van. It’s funny because 80% of the time I ear back something like ” yeah a fuck truck” or ” you can bring girls in..” most of the time with a smile or a loud laugh.

I have my own theory about this. I think this kind of vehicule reunite the phantasm of the man and their car and having a bed (or the full house) inside. I told my explanation to my friends and one of them answered me something that kept me speachless. It was something like “May be it’s because of your personnality and not the truck. And that’s why you have this kind of reactions?” I’d rather prefer my freudien explanation ….

Last, I think giving a name for my wheels is a good idea.So, I have my own but I ‘m waiting for your propositions  as a commentary and after that I will tell the name I’m thinking about.

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