Wait a minute.....I thought....

Wind breezes through your hair.
Clouds vaporize thoughts.
Your top is down.

Sunlight protrudes the skyline.
Mountains become motorists.
Speed uncertain.

Rims shine like diamonds.
How Far is Heaven plays on the radio.
No exit to miss.

Another blinker-less commute.
Early to work yet again.
Rooftops always prevent dings.


It's hard for me to believe two things these days:
1) It's 2010.
2) Michael Jackson is dead.

Jacko's only wish was to own the world's first flying car. MJ, we have definitely not forgotten.

We're working on it for you pal....we're working on it.