I love a good sing song.

[Guest guest]

Sunshine, fast roads, beautiful music, thoughts of love...these

ingredients give a chap no alternative but to sing along at the top

of his voice. I've mentioned before how music sometimes trickles

through me nowadays, but hadn't realized how much singing amplifies

it...

 

Just as I reached the good bit, two plumes of red and yellow fizz

separated out either side of the glow in my spine and shot straight

up the sides of my neck, enveloping both ears in such a hurry that

the hair above them felt like it was being blown upward. Plates of

fizz soon encased every limb as I drove, but it didn't encumber me at

all, it just felt fantastic.

 

Then the chorus came round...WHOA! If you think of the first set of

vibrations as being the millimeter markings on a ruler, suddenly the

centimeters arrived - wider, far deeper, major grabbings, almost like

an external force extending way into my body like calipers. These

guys really meant business! I'd kept belting the lyrics out the

whole time, but these inroads into me stopped me short there and

then. My tongue wasn't even in place, was I about to get fried?

Burnt up in the fast lane!? That was it. Tongue up, shut up, music

off! Drive home amazed, grinning in thankful silence!

Tom