Of the thousand odd shots I took in Shibuya on Halloween night, This one is probably my favourite. Not because a good looking woman is driving a GTR, but because the non verbal interception we had after I took this shot showed me that same pride in her ride that I feel when I drive mine. She recognised the driver in me and she understood that I knew and respected the driver in her. She sits in the best seat in her universe and at her whim she can unleash, and direct Godzilla's fury at the road ahead...
This socially-engineered pedestrian existence is killing me. I long to be behind the wheel of a sports car again.
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