Thursday, September 14, 2006

Fine Cars

Lit. Antonio Hitchcock
9/1/’06
Fine Cars
If there’s anything in this world that every man, woman, and child can fall in love with our five senses, its cars. Not just any car but fast trick out cars with their own character, cars with muscle power no other can handle, cars with music that’ll blow your ears off your head and colors that will twist your mind. Big and small, tall and short, from dark to light it has its character. From the smell of burning rubber, the feel of the sterling wheel, the blinding light of a clean paint job and tastes of the open road cars have more than just character. It’s something we can’t describe with words but I will. I will express my words into feelings in your very soul. So when you’re done with this paper the only thing you’ll be able think about is a hot sweet ride with a fresh paint job, clean muscle power engine, fine interior and tricked-out sound.

At first sight you can’t help but to stare at the waxed clean fresh paint of a hot new ride. Sight is the first sense that comes into action we this happens. It’s the paint job that catches your attention, the color and depth that reflects the sunlight that makes the car shine. The design on the car and the mix of colors makes the car stand out from the rest. It’s tells you." I’m not your ordinary car. I’m special". You’re looking at the rims, the interior work and new attachments on the body. It’s almost if time would slow down just by the view of this car. Then you can’t help but wanting to look under the hood at the engine and a closer look inside. It’s our sense of sight that makes every detail in cars more than just cars; it makes them fine cars.

The second thing that comes after looking at a car is the feel of the car. Looking at the car is one thing, touching the car is another. That’s when our sense of touch comes in. To feel the car smooth texture of the paint job, seats, and interior. That’s just play talk; to feel the power behind the steeling wheel, now that’s when the joy of driving comes in. You can feel the rims and rubber of the tires, the metal of the engine, the glass of the headlights, the plastic of the dashboard, and interior of the seats. All of these things mush be in reach to feel daily or every ten seconds for lovers of their ride. So after you saw it you want to get a closer look, and after you had your closer look, you want to touch it, not just to touch it but to feel it, every detail from the tire to the engine. Again this is just the texture of the car your feeling not the power. To be the driver and feel the power of the engine pushing is indescribable. You, the car, and the road are one together on a mission just to drive.

You saw the car; you felt the car, now the only thing that’s in your mind is "how dose this baby sound?" Its looks good, its feels good, but does it sound good? Other than its looks and smooth texture, the sound is what brings the beast out of fine cars. Our sense of sound is what brings these machines to life. Sound is what makes cars, and from cars to fine machines to demons of the road. From the sound of music to the sound of the engine, these fine machines got to have it. You can’t ride without any sound in your car; it’s just not cool.
If there’s one thing that brings together sight, sound, and touch like a missing link from heaven is smell, the smell of the leather and burning rubber on the road like you were a racer from NASCAR. Other than the beautiful view, the smooth surface touch, roaring sound of the engine, the smell is what makes it complete. You can have a clean paint job and clean car, but if your car stinks, you can’t get a play playboy. The odor is what makes fine cars sexy. Good odor in your hot ride makes women melt in your car seat. Your ride may have a new paint job and clean interior, but without odor it’s nothing but a hot wheels toy your kids play with. Even toys have good odor when its band new but after a period of time it fades away. Cars are the same way, but when given a specific odor, it’s a masterpiece of art. Whether it’s the smell of peaches and cream to bubblegum, it’s gotta have odor baby. Only then you could call yourself something like a pimp.

For some, cars are nothing but an everyday tool use in life. It takes us from one place to anther and gets us where we need to go. That’s exactly what they are, pieces metal and plastic put together to make a simple machine of transportation. For those with a vision of things, we add the very best thing God gave to man, our five senses. With that and a little imagination it’s more than a ride, it’s a work of art, but then it’s more than a work of art, it’s a sport.