It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
I want to rent a bulldozer and just move dirt.
I think running a backhoe just for the fun of it would be cool.
I like to drive boats.
I like to drive cars.
Gimme a bobcat.
I think it would be cool to drive semi truck.
I want to unload a dump truck.
I want to man a cement truck.
I think driving a roller through town would be fun.
Tractors are great.
I like Indy card and F1 cars.
I think having a submarine would be great.
I need to do a few laps in a Nascar.
I want a swamp boat with a fan.
A deck boat would be cool.
I want a trike.
A chopper.
A Vespa.
A L'ape would be very fun to sell fruit.
Gotta get me a Fiat or Alfa Romeo.
Need a Motto Guzzi or Ducati.
Ferrari, Lamborghini, Maserati.
A tank could reek havoc.
Gimme a hover craft.
A dirt bike.
I want a jalopy.
Give me a hummer style golf cart.
A hover jet would be cool.
A mail jeep is nice.
A British double decker bus.
A mobile home.
I'd like to have an amphibious vehicle.
A water powered jet back.
Jet ski or wave runner does the trick.
Heck just gimme a moped.
An electric scooter is fun.
Want my old F150 back.
I feel the need, the need for speed.
I'd like to fly a blue angel.
I dig AC130 gunship.
Give me a rocket propelled jet pack.
Need to see a steam locomotive.
Dig diesel trains.
A private Lear jet would be nice.
747 jumbo jet first class.
A yacht!
Am I just a kid at heart, or am I a gear head? The thought as to what drives this is a bit greasy to be sure. I do tend to change gears on this, but for the most part I'm feeling the need for speed. The need for machinery. The need to grunt. A little testosterone with racing stripes and fuel injection.
Someone mentioned to me that I sure do "want" alot of things. That it must mean I am not happy. I would be happy if I had those things. I do realize they are just things, but I want them. Now, if I come to a point where I NEED them, then get me help. I do have this need to want things though. Very weird.
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